Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nasdaq, artist - YFL KELVIN
Date of issue: 29.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nasdaq |
If I said fuck you I meant that |
This Glock got a stick and it kickback |
My price goin up like the Nasdaq |
I’m smokin some pressure this shit got my lungs black |
I gotta do this for Kelvin |
I ball like Kyrie wit the Celtics |
I know this codeine is not healthy |
I came wit the bag and I know that you smell it |
I know they see me ballin, rappin, taking all these bitches tryna call me |
Remember when they never saw me |
Now I’m gettin bread like Arby’s |
Back at work and hit them twos and fews it ain’t satisfaction |
Wit this rap shit |
Shit get tragic nigga fuck this rappin |
I’m in my bag |
I took a loss and had to get back |
Came from the trenches flyin first class |
She tryna fuck a nigga wit the cash |
Ain’t got shit to add, lil shawty she bad |
Real nigga chemistry, I’m boutta shit on my enemies, ain’t got no fear in me |
I know they envy me |
I spilled the drip now it’s slippery |
I know some niggas that hate on the movement |
They don’t be nothing just to stop a nigga |
Cause they know I’m really boutta pop a nigga |
I ain’t stoppin nigga til they drop a nigga |
Niggas ain’t know how we comin |
Phone was ringing the trap goin bonkers |
Came a long way now the paper stay comin |
We doin numbers |
If I said fuck you I meant that |
This Glock got a stick and it kickback |
My price goin up like the Nasdaq |
I’m smokin some pressure this shit got my lungs black |
I gotta do this for Kelvin |
I ball like Kyrie wit the Celtics |
I know this codeine is not healthy |
I came wit the bag and I know that you smell it |
Aw shit, aw shit, we sellin raw shit |
Got 50s on guns and we puttin a body on em |
We on some law shit |
These niggas some bitches I figured that out quick, in the streets I’m the topic |
A nigga was down but I got out that drought quick |
Fill a opp up wit hot shit |
You used to be cool you used to aight |
Now you a pussy though |
I slid through your hood and I let off some shots |
I don’t think you was lookin though |
Couple bands in my pants they get spent on a sack |
I rollin up woods and pouring up act |
Niggas get boxed so I’m totin my strap |
Lil nigga relax for this Glock get you wacked Niggas get money to cover they |
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I’m real nigga livin I’m countin my spendings |
Came from the trenches, made lanes for the trenches |
Don’t test me cause I’ll blow your brains in the trenches |
Dope in my pocket that lil hoe keep lookin at me |
I ran up a check now a young nigga really have it |
I rap but I’m really trappin |
If I said fuck you I meant that |
This Glock got a stick and it kickback |
My price goin up like the Nasdaq |
I’m smokin some pressure this shit got my lungs black |
I gotta do this for Kelvin |
I ball like Kyrie wit the Celtics |
I know this codeine is not healthy |
I came wit the bag and I know that you smell it |