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Key Glock

Dough

 

Dough

(アルバム: Yellow Tape - 2020)


(Band)
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh-yuh, yuh, yuh (Let the band play)

Ayy, I'm running to the money, you know how I'm coming
Monday 'til Sunday night, be thumbing, thumbing, thumbing
Got this bad bitch wit a onion and she got her own money
She say money keep her coming, but I keep them commas coming
Yeah, yuh, another check again
I be killing shit, lord forgive me for my sins
Yeah, my wrist cost a 'Rari and my earrings cost a Benz
And my bitch is a Barbie, my name Key and not Ken
When I fired up my blunt, they like "Who fuck broke the wind?"
Double up my cup, I sip lean, not gin
I be high as fuck, it feel like my head spinning
But no, I ain't spending no time wit these bitches
Hell nah, give me head, keep your draws, yeah-yeah
Big dawg, I don't know 'bout y'all, yeah-yeah
Bling-blaow, jewelry game Niagara Falls, yeah-yeah
Stack it tall, money in the floor and wall, uh, uh, yuh

One to the two to the three and to the four
Big Glock is all about his motherfucking dough
Ready to make a entrance where my backend, bruh?
Because you know I'm 'bout to turn shit up

I told her throw that ass back so I can bust it like a bubble
South Memphis nigga in this bitch, yeah, you know you in trouble
Ain't nuthin but a P thang, baby
Young iced-out nigga going crazy
Paper Route is the label that pays me
Unplayable so please don't try to play me
Know what I'm sayin? Uh, yeah, bitch, I'm the man
Before you talk raise up your hand, yuh
I been running it up, these niggas just been running errands, uh
How you screaming Crip and Blood and ain't been to the land? What?
Hold up, dog pound, you's a mutt, you need to scram, yeah
You know how I get down, money talks, you hear me loud
Yeah I know you hear me loud, I be counting like

One to the two to the three and to the four
Big Glock is all about his motherfucking dough
Ready to make a entrance where my backend, bruh?
Because you know I'm 'bout to turn shit up

Yeah, turn it up, uh, bitch, I'm the shit, giving niggas bubble guts
Yeah, every whip in my crib, it go two-hundred plus
Except my yellow short bus, that's my Rolls-Royce truck
Yeah, I be going nuts, nigga, I be going dumb (Dummy)
Dumber, thumbing through the numbers
Run up (Run it up, run it up), run up if you wanna
Chopstick on me, bitch, I eat you like a tuna
Young niggas wit me, they'll eat you like piranha
I wonder why these niggas be hating, yuh
Lord knows I really got balls, shooting like the navy, yuh
Big loud foreign toy waking up my neighbors, uh
They like "Where you going Glock?"
I'm going to get some paper, yeah

One to the two to the three and to the four
Big Glock is all about his motherfucking dough
Ready to make a entrance where my backend, bruh?
Because you know I'm 'bout to turn shit up

One to the two to the three and to the four
One to the two to the three and to the four
One to the two to the three and to the four
Big Glock is all about his motherfucking dough
Yeah, yeah, yeah, 'bout his motherfucking dough
Yeah, yeah, yeah, 'bout his motherfucking dough
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Glizzock

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