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key glock - fytb lyrics

[intro]
(sosa 808 got this b+tch knockin’, n+gga, ayy)

[verse 1]
yeah, i came in the game flexin’, i was born to ball, yeah (flexin’)
with a big bag, a n+gga fly like santa claus (bag)
man, these n+ggas rappin’, cappin’, actin’ like they got it all (cap)
but they don’t, dawg, man, these n+ggas fraud, uh
glizock, he for real, he the real deal, y’all (yeah)
yeah, they say it’s time to k!ll, just look at my skeleton
yeah, i hop up in my whip, my whip look like megatron
yeah, motherf+ck your deal, i made that lil’ sh+t in six months (yeah, that’s real sh+t, n+gga)

[chorus]
n+gga, f+ck you talkin’ ’bout? (f+ck you talkin’ ’bout?)
i had racks on me then, racks on me now, yeah
i was strapped back then, still strapped now, yeah
your b+tch seen glizock and she d+mn near blacked out, uh
yeah, i really live the life these n+ggas rap ’bout, uh
i ain’t wrestling with my mouth, no, i don’t rap battle, uh
yeah, young n+gga came from sh+t, but i didn’t tap out, uh
have you ever spent a night up in the traphouse? huh?

[verse 2]
god, please protect my cheese ’cause these rats out, yeah
i can’t give no ho my seed, i can’t crash out, huh
i brought the racks out, baby, i brought the racks out (yeah)
b+tch, i got good credit, but i still cash out
yeah, just left up out the mall and i don’t even check the tags
yeah, i just hopped up in that new benz, skrrt skrrt, and i smashed
yeah, glizock, he the sh+t, and man, these other n+ggas assed out
yeah, glizock walk up in the building, your b+tch, d+mn near passed out
[chorus]
n+gga, f+ck you talkin’ ’bout? (the f+ck?)
i had racks on me then, racks on me now (yeah)
i was strapped back then, still strapped now, yeah
your b+tch seen glizock and she d+mn near blacked out, uh
n+gga, f+ck you talkin’ ’bout? (yeah, b+tch)
i had racks on me then, racks on me now (yeah)
i was strapped back then, still strapped now, yeah
your b+tch seen glizock and she d+mn near blacked out, uh
yeah, i really live the life these n+ggas rap ’bout, uh
i ain’t wrestling with my mouth, no, i don’t rap battle, uh (nah)
yeah, young n+gga came from sh+t, but i didn’t tap out, uh (nah)
have you ever spent a night up in the traphouse? huh?

[verse 3]
b+tch, i ran it up, i still’ll gun your ass down, yeah
seventh grade bumpin’ waka, i love them gun sounds, yeah
now a n+gga drinkin’ wocky, i take mud baths, yeah
these lil’ n+ggas just be talkin’, ain’t got no cash (ain’t got no guap)
yeah, you broke, boy, he broke, boy, yeah, you n+ggas f+cked up
thought i told you b+tches that i’m blessed, i didn’t luck up
glizock, let me hold somethin’, sh+t, n+gga, hold up
put that on my daddy, i paid cash for my rolls truck, yup

[chorus]
n+gga, f+ck you talkin’ ’bout? (yeah)
i had racks on me then, racks on me now (yeah)
i was strapped back then, still strapped now, yeah (i’m talkin’ ’bout right now)
your b+tch seen glizock and she d+mn near blacked out, uh
yeah, i really live the life these n+ggas rap ’bout, uh
i ain’t wrestling with my mouth, no, i don’t rap battle, uh
yeah, young n+gga came from sh+t, but i didn’t tap out, uh
have you ever spent a night up in the traphouse? huh? (the f+ck?)

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