Givenchy Kickin
Calboy Lyrics


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(Yah show me up a little bit)

Thousand dollar Givenchy's
You can't kick it with me (can't kick it with me)
I used to ride on a ten speed
Now I'm in a Bentley (now I'm in a Bentley)
I heard they out to get me
So I grew ten on this fifty (ten on this fifty)
Wildboy known to get busy
Check out my drip, it cost fifty

We got a whole lotta bullets
Lil' bro got the glizzy but I got the choppa in the trunk
50K up in my jeans
It look like my pockets just caught a new case of the mumps
I need that fetti on fetti, these niggas be jealous
These niggas be bitches, they punks
I hope you ready, I'm ready
I know 'bout some killers, they carry machetes and pumps
Leave him like Nutty Professor, he Klump
I made a million, it still ain't enough
I poured a four, to serve in my cup
These niggas be talking, boy, shut the fuck up
Dripping like a bitch, get a nigga stuck up
I just hit another lick, yeah, a nigga lucked up
I was running off the drugs, got a nigga fucked up
We gon' send a couple shots, niggas better buck up
Spit yo game, talk yo shit, boy
It's real in the field, better grab your stick
Lean, y'all too cold, better grab your bitch
I'm so good with the words, when I shoot I don't miss
All this smoke, I gotta light one
All these opps, I gotta strike one
Wanna tweak with the gang, you got the right one
Come down bad got blood on my ones
We used to play in them hallways, with them walkie talkies
Now it's just hot babes, when we here while we talking
Money ain't in yo conversation, nigga then why we talkin'?
'Cause I be getting money too often
Fuck a lil' bitch, I'm balling

Thousand dollar Givenchy's
You can't kick it with me (can't kick it with me)
I used to ride on a ten speed
Now I'm in a Bentley (now I'm in a Bentley)
I heard they out to get me
So I grew ten on this fifty (ten on this fifty)
Wildboy known to get busy
Check out my drip, it cost fifty

Watcha callin' in the cut, yeah
I can't talk about my opp, they dead
Rather talk about the guap, instead
Every nigga on my roster playing
New Amiri jeans, fuck it, I'm a fiend
Gone and got the bitch a (?) and all
I done seen niggas running up down, keep it real, then I watch them fall
I hit the gas, I don't stop for laws
I went from racks to racks and rods
I'm on they ass, cash involved, now my shit passed the wall
Ain't ask shit for a minute
As soon as I get it, I feel like I have to ball
Big team playa, pass the ball
They was hating on me, passed them all
I got some niggas who sitting in prison
I'm with them, I'm trying to get passed the wall
Thousand dollar shoes, wear them one time
We don't fuck with them, they ain't our kind
Vvs stones, I bet that I shine
I been out on the road for this
Couple niggas dead and gone, I miss
I've been riding in the ghost for this

Thousand dollar Givenchy's
You can't kick it with me (can't kick it with me)
I used to ride on a ten speed
Now I'm in a Bentley (now I'm in a Bentley)
I heard they out to get me
So I grew ten on this fifty (ten on this fifty)
Wildboy known to get busy
Check out my drip, it cost fifty

We like the youngest niggas coming up
Say you a shooter, nigga you a bluff
I swear the money giving me a rush
Bitches see diamonds, now they wanna touch
AP is heavy vision on my hand
Choosing a frenzy, I don't give a damn
Too many Glocks in us for it to jam
Might need to burn a nigga leave a tan
I'ma just leave a nigga in the sand
Or I can get a head-up for a band
Fuck all that talking, now I got a plan
I'ma just move it until they understand
Niggas walk out, posting on the 'gram
Still in the trap, sorry Uncle Sam
Took us some time, started with a gram
And I still got some silent niggas in the can
Chop it up, chop it up, chop it up, block it up
You see the ice on my neck, try and touch on my pocket
Woah, Givenchy my drip for the day, I got more in the closet
Givenchy my shirt, Givenchy my shoes
I'm not a regular shopper

Thousand dollar Givenchy's
You can't kick it with me (can't kick it with me)
I used to ride on a ten speed
Now I'm in a Bentley (now I'm in a Bentley)
I heard they out to get me
So I grew ten on this fifty (ten on this fifty)
Wildboy known to get busy
Check out my drip, it cost fifty





(Yah show me up a little bit)

Overall Meaning

In Calboy's song "Givenchy Kickin," he explores themes of wealth, success, and violence. The lyrics are filled with references to his expensive Givenchy clothing, his transition from riding a ten-speed bike to driving a Bentley, and his willingness to use violence to protect his wealth and reputation. The lyrics also touch on his experiences growing up in poverty and his drive to succeed in order to leave that life behind.


One interpretation of the lyrics is that Calboy is using his wealth and reputation as a defense mechanism. He's aware that there are people out there who want to harm him, so he's flaunting his expensive clothes and cars as a way of saying, "I'm not someone you can mess with." Similarly, he's willing to use violence to protect his money and status, as evidenced by lines like "We gon' send a couple shots, n****s better buck up."


However, there's also a sense of vulnerability and insecurity in the lyrics. Calboy acknowledges that he used to be poor and that he's still building his empire. He's constantly striving for more and is aware that there are people who want to take him down. In this way, "Givenchy Kickin" is a complex exploration of wealth, power, and the emotions that come with them.


Line by Line Meaning

Thousand dollar Givenchy's
Calboy is wearing expensive Givenchy clothing that cost $1,000.


You can't kick it with me (can't kick it with me)
Calboy is saying that others can't keep up with him.


I used to ride on a ten speed
Calboy used to ride a bicycle.


Now I'm in a Bentley (now I'm in a Bentley)
Calboy is now driving a luxury car.


I heard they out to get me So I grew ten on this fifty (ten on this fifty)
Calboy grew an additional ten thousand dollars on his fifty thousand dollar wealth because he heard someone might be after him.


Wildboy known to get busy Check out my drip, it cost fifty
Calboy is a wild boy with expensive style. His clothing is costing $50.


We got a whole lotta bullets Lil' bro got the glizzy but I got the choppa in the trunk
Calboy and his crew have a lot of bullets and his little brother has a pistol while Calboy has a much bigger weapon in his car trunk.


50K up in my jeans It look like my pockets just caught a new case of the mumps
Calboy has $50,000 in his jeans. His pockets are bulging just like a person with mumps.


I need that fetti on fetti, these niggas be jealous These niggas be bitches, they punks
Calboy is in need of more money, and these haters are just jealous and puny.


I hope you ready, I'm ready I know 'bout some killers, they carry machetes and pumps
Calboy knows some dangerous killers who carry deadly weapons.


Leave him like Nutty Professor, he Klump
Calboy will leave his haters just like the Nutty Professor left the Klumps.


I made a million, it still ain't enough I poured a four, to serve in my cup
Calboy made $1 million, but it's still not enough. He is drinking codeine from his cup.


These niggas be talking, boy, shut the fuck up Dripping like a bitch, get a nigga stuck up
Calboy doesn't like hearing others talk. He has expensive style and can attract robbers.


I just hit another lick, yeah, a nigga lucked up I was running off the drugs, got a nigga fucked up
Calboy recently got lucky and made a lot of money. He also got high off drugs.


We gon' send a couple shots, niggas better buck up Spit yo game, talk yo shit, boy It's real in the field, better grab your stick
Calboy and his crew will shoot at their enemies. He advises others to come prepared with weapons in this dangerous environment.


Lean, y'all too cold, better grab your bitch I'm so good with the words, when I shoot I don't miss
Calboy advises his peers to grab their girlfriends since he is going to be too busy and he doesn't miss his targeted shots.


All this smoke, I gotta light one All these opps, I gotta strike one Wanna tweak with the gang, you got the right one Come down bad got blood on my ones
Calboy is going to smoke weed and attack all of his enemies. Anyone challenging him and his gang will receive a violent response. Calboy is willing to fight even with blood on his clothing.


We used to play in them hallways, with them walkie talkies Now it's just hot babes, when we here while we talking
Calboy used to play with walkie talkies in hallways, but now he is surrounded by attractive women when they talk.


Money ain't in yo conversation, nigga then why we talkin'? 'Cause I be getting money too often
Calboy doesn't want to hear anyone without money in the conversation. He is very focused on getting more and more money.


Fuck a lil' bitch, I'm balling Watcha callin' in the cut, yeah I can't talk about my opp, they dead Rather talk about the guap, instead
Calboy doesn't care about trivial things like a girlfriend when he has important business to do. He has people he attacked and killed. He simply wants to talk about money instead.


Every nigga on my roster playing New Amiri jeans, fuck it, I'm a fiend
Calboy's crew is loyal to him. He likes to buy new Amiri jeans because he is addicted to them.


Gone and got the bitch a (?) and all I done seen niggas running up down, keep it real, then I watch them fall
Calboy has rewarded his favorite woman with a luxury car. He has observed many people fail when they weren't honest.


I hit the gas, I don't stop for laws I went from racks to racks and rods I'm on they ass, cash involved, now my shit passed the wall
Calboy will speed and not follow the laws. He has gone from having lots of money, to having even more money and expensive cars. He is focused on getting rich.


Ain't ask shit for a minute As soon as I get it, I feel like I have to ball
Calboy hasn't asked for anything lately, but now that he has some money, he wants to live lavishly.


Big team playa, pass the ball They was hating on me, passed them all
Calboy shares the ball with his team. Those who were jealous of him were left behind.


I got some niggas who sitting in prison I'm with them, I'm trying to get passed the wall
Calboy has friends in jail and he wants to help them get out.


Thousand dollar shoes, wear them one time We don't fuck with them, they ain't our kind Vvs stones, I bet that I shine
Calboy likes to wear expensive shoes that he only puts on once. He doesn't want to associate with people who wear cheaper shoes. He has shiny VVS stones on him.


I been out on the road for this Couple niggas dead and gone, I miss I've been riding in the ghost for this
Calboy has been working hard on the road. He lost some friends whom he misses. He has also been driving in a Rolls Royce Ghost.


We like the youngest niggas coming up Say you a shooter, nigga you a bluff I swear the money giving me a rush
Calboy and his crew like to help new, young people succeed. He knows that some people pretend to be violent. He is thrilled by making money.


Bitches see diamonds, now they wanna touch AP is heavy vision on my hand
Women are attracted to Calboy's diamond. He has a heavy Audemars Piguet watch on his hand.


Too many Glocks in us for it to jam Might need to burn a nigga leave a tan I'ma just leave a nigga in the sand
Calboy has many Glocks. If one jams, he'll just burn the person. He'll just leave the person dead in the sand.


Or I can get a head-up for a band Fuck all that talking, now I got a plan I'ma just move it until they understand
Calboy can get lots of money for an expensive car. He doesn't want to talk anymore. He has a plan and is going to act on it until people understand.


Niggas walk out, posting on the 'gram Still in the trap, sorry Uncle Sam Took us some time, started with a gram And I still got some silent niggas in the can
Calboy sees people walk away from the difficult life. They post on Instagram. He is still trying to make money illegally. He started with drugs. Some of his friends are in jail.




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Written by: Calvin Woods

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@Knackin

[Chorus: Calboy]
Thousand dollar Givenchys, you can't kick it with me (Can't kick it with me)
I usedโ€…toโ€…ride on theโ€…ten speed, now I'm in aโ€…Bentley
(Now I'm in a Bentley)
I heard they out to get me, so I gotta turn on this fifty (Turn on this fifty)
Block boy known to get busy
Check out my drip, it cost fifty

[Verse 1: Calboy]
We got a whole lotta bullets, lil' bro got the glizzy but I got the choppa in the trunk
50k up in my jeans, it look like my pockets just got a new case of the mumps
I need that fetti on fetti, these niggas be jealous, these niggas be bitches, they punks
Hope you ready, I'm ready, I know 'bout some killers that carry machetes and pumps
Leave him like Nutty Professor, he clumped
I made a million, it still ain't enough
I poured a four up to serve in my cup
These niggas be talking, boy, shut the fuck up
Dripping like a bitch, get a nigga stuck up
I just hit another lick, yeah, a nigga lucked up
I was running off the drugs, got a nigga fucked up
We gon' send a couple shots, niggas better buck up
Spit yo game, talk yo shit, boy
It's real in the field, better grab your stick
Lingo too cold, better grab your bitch
I'm too good with the words, when I shoot I don't miss
All this smoke, I gotta light one
All these opps, I gotta strike one
Wanna tweak with the gang, you got the right ones
Cut 'em down back, got blood on my ones
We used to play in them hallways with the walkie talkies
Ayy, now we just hop gates when we hear walkie talkies
Money ain't in yo conversation, nigga then why we talkin'?
'Cause I be getting money too often
Fuck a lil' bitch, I'm balling

[Chorus: Calboy]
Thousand dollar Givenchys, you can't kick it with me (Can't kick it with me)
I used to ride on the ten speed, now I'm in a Bentley (Now I'm in a Bentley)
I heard they out to get me, so I gotta turn on this fifty (Turn on this fifty)
Block boy known to get busy
Check out my drip, it cost fifty

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
What you callin' in the cut, yeah
I can't talk about my opp, they dead
Rather talk about the guap, instead
Every nigga on my roster, playing
New Amiri jeans, fuck it, I'm a fiend
I done got the bitch a loft and all
I done seen niggas running up down, they don't keep it real, then I watch them fall
I hit the gas, I don't stop for laws
I went from rags to racks and [?]
I'm on they ass, the cash involved, now my shit passed from wall to wall
Ain't ask shit for a minute as soon as I get it, I feel like I have to ball
Big team player, pass the ball
They was hating on me, passed them all
I got some niggas who sitting in prison, I'm with them, I'm trying to get past the wall
Thousand dollar shoes, wear them one time
We don't fuck with them, they ain't our kind
VVS stones, I bet I shine
I been on the road for this
Couple niggas dead and gone, I miss
I've been riding in the ghost for this

[Chorus: Calboy]
Thousand dollar Givenchys, you can't kick it with me (Can't kick it with me)
I used to ride on the ten speed, now I'm in a Bentley (Now I'm in a Bentley)
I heard they out to get me, so I gotta turn on this fifty (Turn on this fifty)
Block boy known to get busy, check out my drip, it cost fifty

[Verse 3: Lil Tjay]
We are the youngest niggas coming up
Say you a shooter, nigga, you a bluff
I swear the money giving me a rush
Bitches see diamonds, now they wanna touch
AP is heavy bitch, dancin' on my hand
Choosing a frenzy, I don't give a damn
Too many Glocks for it to jam
Money and a burner, nigga leave a tan
I'ma just leave a nigga in the sand
Or I can get a head-up for a band
Fuck all that talking, now I got a plan
I'ma just move it until they understand
Niggas woke up, posting on the 'gram
Still in the trap, sorry Uncle Sam
Took us some time, started with a gram
And I still got some silent niggas in the can
Chop it up, chop it up, chop it up, block it up, block it
You see the ice on my neck, try and touch, I'ma pop you
Woah, Givenchy my drip for the day, I got more in the closet
Givenchy my shirt, Givenchy my shoes, I'm not a regular shopper



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@aaronb8192

This shit fire. Good to see Tjay and Calboy doin they thing. They should collaborate more often.

@Hu-u

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@KTAJarchives

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@whip5609

Cal and Tjay really blowin' up, this is their year

@patrickmeehan8282

Whip huuhhhhhh Tjay got lil Wayne on a remix. He already made it

@boondocks1131

Patrick Meehan nah lil tjay in my top 3 rappers but until he gets 100mill on his own song then he underrated in my eyes ๐Ÿ‘€

@joshnordin4043

Boondocks stfu basic ass music listening ass prolly only listen to rap caviar for new songs ๐Ÿคข

@moneyshea2287

Boondocks he will on fn eventually

@deadlikemilan

tjay blew up last year you buggin out

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@LooneyMade

This gonna be a hit for a while๐Ÿ’ฏ

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