Still wit It

Lyrics

[Intro: YFL Kelvin] CashMoneyAP Ayy Yeah Ayy [Chorus: YFL Kelvin] Youngin got a pole, he can't wait to go to school with it Tucked it in his coat, now he feel safe, he got a new glizzy Never stop clutchin', even when he had a crew kickin' I know you hate this life I live, but fuck it, ma, I'm still with it [Verse 1: YFL Kelvin] 'Member I was fucked up, they ain't help me, now they want a favor Said she held me down, when I looked up, that ho evaporated I can't really put my trust in people, only trust the paper (Oh yeah) Same ones that ain't supposed change changed before I made it (Yeah) I guess it's certain prices that you pay when you bossed up Band count good, family good, nigga, boss up (Yeah, yeah) Shootin' myself but I got shooters that I call up (Oh yeah) I'm a fuckin' astronaut, that's why that bitch actin' starstruck I ain't Harden, nigga, but I'm really with it (I'm really with it) I ain't Glizzy Gang but I keep that glizzy, ayy (But I keep the glizzy) I ain't with the cappin', you can lose your fitted (Let's go) Hangin' with some shooters, we gon' bang the city, ayy (Yeah) [Chorus: YFL Kelvin] Youngin got a pole, he can't wait to go to school with it Tucked it in his coat, now he feel safe, he got a new glizzy Never stop clutchin', even when he had a crew kickin' I know you hate this life I live, but fuck it, ma, I'm still with it Youngin got a pole, he can't wait to go to school with it Tucked it in his coat, now he feel safe, he got a new glizzy Never stop clutchin', even when he had a crew kickin' I know you hate this life I live, but fuck it, ma, I'm still with it [Verse 2: Roddy Ricch] Married to a 9 millimeter, keep it tucked on me I just be protecting my Patek, keep 'bout a hundred on me Ain't no nigga 'bout to run up on me Lot of niggas, they be hatin' on me 'Specially when a nigga got the Rollie And when I got my racks up I be slidin' Hellcat, behind me got the black truck All these bitches wanna fuck with me, I got my status up Bad Asian bitch and money counter, count these rackies up These niggas pocket watchin', gotta keep it on my hip for sure I hang with bag chasers, poppin' rubber bands for sure I went from flockin' to gettin' 'bout twenty bands a show I be sippin' this codeine 'til a nigga can't more I ain't tryna die young, so I gotta keep a cannon for sure [Chorus: YFL Kelvin] Youngin got a pole, he can't wait to go to school with it Tucked it in his coat, now he feel safe, he got a new glizzy Never stop clutchin', even when he had a crew kickin' I know you hate this life I live, but fuck it, ma, I'm still with it Youngin got a pole, he can't wait to go to school with it Tucked it in his coat, now he feel safe, he got a new glizzy Never stop clutchin', even when he had a crew kickin' I know you hate this life I live, but fuck it, ma, I'm still with it