Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nasdaq , by - YFL KELVINRelease date: 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 |
| image |
| 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 |