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key glock - 2 much lyrics

[intro]
ey

[hook]
too much f+ckin’ money, got em mad
yea
grandma said that i’m livin’ too fast, huh
yea
broke boys talkin’ down, but i won’t crash
yea
b+tch i ran it up and now i’m set
yea, i get check, after check, b+tch i’m blessed, uh
yea, b+tch, i flex and i flex, imma mess, huh
look at my neck, neck, neck, neck all laces
i’m smokin’ calabas and i’m sippin’ texas, huh

[bridge]
take a look around, tell me who the freshest
these waters make you drown, i just left from [?]
tell em, sit down, they can’t stand a chance with me
tell em, sit down, they can’t stand a chance with me

[verse 1]
yea everywhere i go, i got them rounds with me
yea
fifteen years, always sixteen ounces with me
yea
glock seventeen, eighteen coffins i need
yea
ran it up nineteen, so twenty went by sublime
yea
now i’m 21 b+tch, i got dumb, dumb money, yuh
you think i turned up, now you ain’t say nothin’
yeah, you know how i’m commin’, yea
yea, you know how i’m bummin’, uh
lil n+gga, big money, you a big bummy
cuz i got

[hook]
too much f+ckin’ money, got em mad
yea
grandma said that i’m livin’ too fast, huh
yea
broke boys talkin’ down, but i won’t crash
yea
b+tch i ran it up and now i’m set (yea, now i’m set)
yea, i get check, after check, b+tch i’m blessed
yea, b+tch, i flex and i flex, imma mess, huh
look at my neck, neck, neck, neck all laces
i’m smokin’ calabas and i’m sippin’ texas, huh

[verse 2]
imma k!llah, n+gga, you a peasant
if you think this sh+t is sweet, come and test me
yea, you know since sixteen, i’ve been reckless, ya
white gold, white hoes, i been tested
livin’ lavish, on dat b+tch
i’m so rich, i’m so lit, ye
uh, glock, what you doin’
i’m doin’ this sh+t
yea, i got big sh+t poppin’, lil b+tch
same lil n+gga, [?]
mobbin’ wit the sticks, bought a pistol, that shoot ten, yeah
chillin’ with some heavy set, but i make a sin
my dawg in the pits say, he still see me growin’, ne he

[hook]
too much f+ckin’ money, got em mad
yea
grandma said that i’m livin’ too fast, huh
yea
broke boys talkin’ down, but i won’t crash
yea
b+tch i ran it up and now i’m set
yea, i get check, after check, b+tch i’m blessed
yea, b+tch, i flex and i flex, imma mess, huh
look at my neck, neck, neck, neck all laces
i’m smokin’ calabas and i’m sippin’ texas, huh

- key glock lyrics

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