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Fell In Luv

2:58Album Glockaveli: All Eyez On Key 2025-08-29

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Glockaveli: All Eyez On Key

Mixing Engineer, Atmos Mixing Engineer: Ari Morris

Mastering Engineer: Mike Tucci

Lyricist: Markeyvius Cathey

Composer: Cole Wainwright

Composer: Ramiro Morales

Producer: Oh Ross

Producer: RamyOnTheBeat

Lyricist: Markeyvius Cathey

Composer: Cole Wainwright

Composer: Ramiro Morales

Lyrics and translation

Original

Blizzaaaard.
Yeah.
Hmm. Uh, uh, uh.
-The goat. -J.
Stacking this shit till it rot, rot. I fell in love with the guap, guap.
She fell in love with my rocks, rocks. New Klein jeans washed by the Scotch, by the Scotch.
These niggas ain't real but they not, not.
These bitches ain't real but they not, not. Ran it up to the tippy-ti top.
I give you a tippy if you give me the drop, drop. Sipping Wock' I don't go to the bar, bar.
Keep it quiet, you fucking a star, star. Tell lil' bro put that boo in the gar, gar.
T-Rex, hit the gas, hear it rawr, rawr. I got rich off dropping these bars, these bars.
I got rich off dropping these hits, hits. Sipping red, got a cup full of Mars, Mars.
Can't trust myself, why trust a bitch? Huh? Ayy, that shit do not make no sense.
My name in they mouth like mints. Cutthroat, fuck whoever against.
Keep that tool, not talking wrench. Plenty calendars, my pocket spent. Please don't make Nina attack.
I think me -and money attach. -J.
Stacking this shit till it rot, rot. I fell in love with the guap, guap.
She fell in love with my rocks, rocks. New Klein jeans washed by the Scotch, by the Scotch.
These niggas ain't real but they not, not.
These bitches ain't real but they not, not. Ran it up to the tippy-ti top.
I give you a tippy if you give me the drop, drop. On the low these niggas some cops, cops.
Rich for a change, this your brain swap, swap. Bitch I'm the GOAT but I hang with some sharks, sharks.
Is that a watch on your wrist or a clock? Is that a chain on your neck or a truck?
Money calling right now, call my bluff. I'ma go get the money no matter what.
I told them I'ma be rich as fuck. One day, I jumped off the porch and took the paper route one-way.
I be fresh as fuck twenty-four seven, Easter Sunday.
She know I'm a don, I might name my son Dante. Young fly as high, as smooth as, cool as, nigga she like my fuck sway.
J.
I can show you how to turn a little to a lot.
-Blizzaaard.
-I can show you how to turn your driveway to a lot. Ayy. I can show you how to turn a Benz to a watch.
-Ayy.
-Nigga it ain't hard to see that I be -stacking this shit till it rot. -Yeah.
-I fell in love with the guap. -Guap.
-She fell in love with my rocks. -Rocks.
-New Klein jeans washed by the Scotch. -J.
-These niggas ain't real but they not. -Not.
-These bitches ain't real but they not. -Not.
-Ran it up to the tippy-ti top. -Top.
I give you a tippy if you give me the drop.
-Drop. -Texas. Swangin' and bangin'.
And what about down in Dallas? Swangin' and bangin'. I can't forget San Anton'.
Swangin' and bangin'. Yeah, we got it going on. Swangin' and bangin'.
And all the players in Atlanta. Swangin' and bangin'. My young boo from Louisiana.
Swangin' and bangin'. Them G's way up in Memphis. Swangin' and bangin'.
I can't forget about Chi. Swangin' and bangin'. And all my boys in D-town.
Yeah.
Right here.
Yeah, yeah, -yeah. -J.

English translation

Blizzaaaard.
Yeah.
Hmm. Uh, uh, uh.
-The goat. -J.
Stacking this shit till it rot, rot. I fell in love with the guap, guap.
She fell in love with my rocks, rocks. New Klein jeans washed by the Scotch, by the Scotch.
These niggas ain't real but they not, not.
These bitches ain't real but they not, not. Ran it up to the tippy-ti top.
I give you a tippy if you give me the drop, drop. Sipping Wock' I don't go to the bar, bar.
Keep it quiet, you fucking a star, star. Tell lil' bro put that boo in the gar, gar.
T-Rex, hit the gas, hear it rawr, rawr. I got rich off dropping these bars, these bars.
I got rich off dropping these hits, hits. Sipping red, got a cup full of Mars, Mars.
Can't trust myself, why trust a bitch? Huh? Ayy, that shit do not make no sense.
My name in they mouth like mints. Cutthroat, fuck whoever against.
Keep that tool, not talking wrench. Plenty calendars, my pocket spent. Please don't make Nina attack.
I think me -and money attach. -J.
Stacking this shit till it rot, rot. I fell in love with the guap, guap.
She fell in love with my rocks, rocks. New Klein jeans washed by the Scotch, by the Scotch.
These niggas ain't real but they not, not.
These bitches ain't real but they not, not. Ran it up to the tippy-ti top.
I give you a tippy if you give me the drop, drop. On the low these niggas some cops, cops.
Rich for a change, this your brain swap, swap. Bitch I'm the GOAT but I hang with some sharks, sharks.
Is that a watch on your wrist or a clock? Is that a chain on your neck or a truck?
Money calling right now, call my bluff. I'ma go get the money no matter what.
I told them I'ma be rich as fuck. One day, I jumped off the porch and took the paper route one-way.
I be fresh as fuck twenty-four seven, Easter Sunday.
She know I'm a don, I might name my son Dante. Young fly as high, as smooth as, cool as, nigga she like my fuck sway.
J.
I can show you how to turn a little to a lot.
-Blizzaaard.
-I can show you how to turn your driveway to a lot. Ayy. I can show you how to turn a Benz to a watch.
-Ayy.
-Nigga it ain't hard to see that I be -stacking this shit till it rot. -Yeah.
-I fell in love with the guap. -Guap.
-She fell in love with my rocks. -Rocks.
-New Klein jeans washed by the Scotch. -J.
-These niggas ain't real but they not. -Not.
-These bitches ain't real but they not. -Not.
-Ran it up to the tippy-ti top. -Top.
I give you a tippy if you give me the drop.
-Drop. -Texas. Swangin' and bangin'.
And what about down in Dallas? Swangin' and bangin'. I can't forget San Anton'.
Swangin' and bangin'. Yeah, we got it going on. Swangin' and bangin'.
And all the players in Atlanta. Swangin' and bangin'. My young boo from Louisiana.
Swangin' and bangin'. Them G's way up in Memphis. Swangin' and bangin'.
I can't forget about Chi. Swangin' and bangin'. And all my boys in D-town.
Yeah.
Right here.
Yeah, yeah, -yeah. -J.

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