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YFL Kelvin - Front Street Lyrics



YFL Kelvin - Front Street Lyrics




[ Featuring Machine Gun Kelly, YFL Pooh ]

CashMoneyAP yeah
Ayy

I'm with the gang, ayy, ayy, ayy
We toting K's, ayy, ayy, ayy
Get out the way, ayy, ayy, ayy
We bust your brain, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm steady posted up on front
Street like I used to
I added Ben Frank to the gang
F*ck a new crew
Balmains be the denim, yeah, I can't do Trues
He got one hot song, now he think he too cool

I'm a rockstar we shoot at cop cars
My diamonds hit hard
Check my bank account, my money large
Ain't countin' blue faces
I ain't got no space for no thot bitch
Think we had a spark indoors
Because we really pop shit
Cannon on my waist, you disrespect
Then you get dropped, bitch
Pullin' up in foreigns
We was on our foreign hot shit
Glocks and MAC's, they stay with us
Spin the block, gon' add it up
And yeah I rock out
I hop out, pop out with the mops out
I brought my Glock out
He tried to run and it's a man down
Extension on my hip
I rock it like a guitar, ayy

I'm with the gang, ayy, ayy, ayy
We toting K's, ayy, ayy, ayy
Get out the way, ayy, ayy, ayy
We bust your brain, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm steady posted up on front
Street like I used to
I added Ben Frank to the gang
F*ck a new crew
Balmains be the denim, yeah, I can't do Trues
He got one hot song, now he think he too cool

Mmh, I fell in love with my 40
Keep it fully loaded
I can bust this bitch while I'm recording
Michael Jordan how I shoot it
Hit eleven on the dice
I got partners that ain't 20
Doin' 25 to life
Had to boss up, pay the price
Fool me once but never twice
RIP, it feel like all my
Friends keep turning poltergeist
MVP of where I'm from
Know I'm the reason for them lights
Double platinum when we came down
NEC with all the pipes i'm a rockstar
I got some head inside a cop car
Don't be f*ckin' with the top dawg
They'll blow your motherf*ckin' block off

Ayy, I'm with the gang, ayy, ayy, ayy
We toting K's, ayy, ayy, ayy
Get out the way, ayy, ayy, ayy
We bust your brain, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm steady posted up on front
Street like I used to
I added Ben Frank to the gang
F*ck a new crew
Balmains be the denim, yeah, I can't do Trues
He got one hot song, now he think he too cool
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CashMoneyAP yeah
Ayy

I'm with the gang, ayy, ayy, ayy
We toting K's, ayy, ayy, ayy
Get out the way, ayy, ayy, ayy
We bust your brain, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm steady posted up on front
Street like I used to
I added Ben Frank to the gang
F*ck a new crew
Balmains be the denim, yeah, I can't do Trues
He got one hot song, now he think he too cool

I'm a rockstar we shoot at cop cars
My diamonds hit hard
Check my bank account, my money large
Ain't countin' blue faces
I ain't got no space for no thot bitch
Think we had a spark indoors
Because we really pop shit
Cannon on my waist, you disrespect
Then you get dropped, bitch
Pullin' up in foreigns
We was on our foreign hot shit
Glocks and MAC's, they stay with us
Spin the block, gon' add it up
And yeah I rock out
I hop out, pop out with the mops out
I brought my Glock out
He tried to run and it's a man down
Extension on my hip
I rock it like a guitar, ayy

I'm with the gang, ayy, ayy, ayy
We toting K's, ayy, ayy, ayy
Get out the way, ayy, ayy, ayy
We bust your brain, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm steady posted up on front
Street like I used to
I added Ben Frank to the gang
F*ck a new crew
Balmains be the denim, yeah, I can't do Trues
He got one hot song, now he think he too cool

Mmh, I fell in love with my 40
Keep it fully loaded
I can bust this bitch while I'm recording
Michael Jordan how I shoot it
Hit eleven on the dice
I got partners that ain't 20
Doin' 25 to life
Had to boss up, pay the price
Fool me once but never twice
RIP, it feel like all my
Friends keep turning poltergeist
MVP of where I'm from
Know I'm the reason for them lights
Double platinum when we came down
NEC with all the pipes i'm a rockstar
I got some head inside a cop car
Don't be f*ckin' with the top dawg
They'll blow your motherf*ckin' block off

Ayy, I'm with the gang, ayy, ayy, ayy
We toting K's, ayy, ayy, ayy
Get out the way, ayy, ayy, ayy
We bust your brain, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm steady posted up on front
Street like I used to
I added Ben Frank to the gang
F*ck a new crew
Balmains be the denim, yeah, I can't do Trues
He got one hot song, now he think he too cool
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Writer: ALEX CHRISTIAN JEAN PETIT, DESHAWN COLLINS, DIONE JAMES ERVIN, MATTHEW NORRISH JACOBSON, RICHARD BAKER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, YFL PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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