Gifted - YBN Cordae, Roddy Ricch

Uh, I got a whole lotta people that’s been countin' on me

Got this bad lil' shawty goin' down on the D

I met shorty and we connected like the WiFi

Hopped in the Phantom, disappeared like, «Voilà»

I told niggas that I would make it, they said, «No way»

Watch them niggas that might eat up off of your plate

They caught me slidin' on the E-Way with the hat on the seat

I got tennis chains with crosss but I still keep a piece

See, I was twelve years with the Tommy fit

Fifteen, crankin' «Bobby Bitch»

I was seventeen years on this Earth

When I popped a Perc', made my body itch

Need a pound of blow when I’m drownin' slow

I was down below, word to Roddy Ricch

We was slap-boxin', no Karate Kid

Start to see the difference with a lotta shit

And my grandma got a lotta kids

Bought whips foreign, no mileages

Hit Saks Fifth and got a Prada fit

But I still got a lotta wallet

Shit, nigga, this the shit that I asked for

'Member last year I was mad poor

Seen my momma cry over homicides

Now she down to fly, she got a passport

And my brother locked for a backdoor

Got my grandmomma a new Jaguar

Big body whips like Shaq car

No credit check, straight Cash Card

Nigga, no stress, I progress

That’s Mos Def like Black Star

Seen the future in my Audemars

Stack paper, don’t do no facade

Uh, I got a whole lotta people that’s been countin' on me

Got this bad lil' shawty goin' down on the D

I met shorty and we connected like the WiFi

Hopped in the Phantom, disappeared like, «Voilà»

I told niggas that I would make it, they said, «No way»

Watch them niggas that might eat up off of your plate

They caught me slidin' on the E-Way with the heat on the seat

I got tennis chains with crosses but I still keep a piece

Livin' out my dream, my life is different (Different)

If I want it, then I’ma get it (Get it)

Living every day like it was Christmas

'Cause I’m gifted (Ah, ah, ah)

And I know what my gift is (Ah, ah, ah)

And I know that I’m gifted (Ah, ah, ah)

And I know what my gift is (Ah, ah, ah)

'Cause I’m gifted

Uh, I got a whole lotta people that’s been countin' on me

Got this bad lil' shawty goin' down on the D

I met shorty and we connected like the WiFi

Hopped in the Phantom, disappeared like, «Voilà»

I told niggas that I would make it, they said, «No way»

Watch them niggas that might eat up off of your plate

They caught me slidin' on the E-Way with the heat on the seat

I got tennis chains with crosses but I still keep a piece

Still keep a piece

Still keep a piece

Still keep a piece

Still keep a piece

Still keep a piece