key glock - how i live lyrics
[intro]
vvs my ear, god, vvs my charm
vvs my arm, i just dropped a couple hundred (glock)
dropped a couple hundred
[chorus]
look at my neck, my wrist, my ear, yeah, everything clear, yeah
your b-tch like my drip, got her staring over here, yeah
i can’t give you nothing but some nut up on your lip, yeah
and that sh-t for real, that’s just how a n-gga live, yeah
riding with the steel, that’s just how i live, yeah yeah
autobot my wheel, that’s just how i live, yeah yeah
i pop tags and seals, that’s just how i live, yeah yeah
pop him like a pill, let’s see if he lives, yeah yeah
[verse 1]
hold on, money callin’ (racks)
racks up to my ear, racks up over here, yeah yeah
that’s just how it is, stack them ben franklins, yeah yeah
get ma dukes a crib, no more payin’ bills, yeah yeah
b-tch i get it in, backends and dividends, yeah yeah
smoking like i’m snoop, i sip lean not no gin, yeah yeah
pull up brand coupe, hop out with them big bands, yeah yeah
pull up on your crew and then you know we blast, yeah yeah
young n-ggas hittin’ up all that (all that)
chop on me, hit him in his ball cap (ball cap)
forty on me, n-gga better fall back (fall back)
got dirty sticks, no xanax
and i’m too fly for a jet lag (fly)
hatin’ -ss n-gga better get back (get back)
just a lil n-gga with a big bag (bag)
[chorus]
look at my neck, my wrist, my ear, yeah, everything clear, yeah
your b-tch like my drip, got her staring over here, yeah
i can’t give you nothing but some nut up on your lip, yeah
and that sh-t for real, that’s just how a n-gga live, yeah
riding with the steel, that’s just how i live, yeah yeah
autobot my wheel, that’s just how i live, yeah yeah
i pop tags and seals, that’s just how i live, yeah yeah
pop him like a pill, let’s see if he lives, yeah yeah
[interlude]
look at my neck, my wrist, my ear, yeah, everything clear, yeah
your b-tch like my drip, got her staring over here, yeah
i can’t give you nothing but some nut up on your lip, yeah
and that sh-t for real, that’s just how a n-gga live, yeah
[verse 2]
with the sh-t for real, it’s k!ll or be k!lled, yeah yeah
b-tch i’m chasing mils, i eat five star meals, yeah yeah
boy my jewelry real, your sh-t is so thin, yeah yeah
boy them pints ain’t real, who you tryna k!ll? yeah yeah
d-mn that’s some f-cked up sh-t (f-cked up)
n-ggas get f-cked up quick (get f-cked up)
yeah i just bust my wrist (uh)
and i just bust this b-tch (uh)
i f-ck young hoes and milfs (i do)
i hop in my sp-ceship and lift, off (skrrt)
got a new rocket, chris paul
b-tch you know i ball
[chorus]
look at my neck, my wrist, my ear, yeah, everything clear, yeah
your b-tch like my drip, got her staring over here, yeah
i can’t give you nothing but some nut up on your lip, yeah
and that sh-t for real, that’s just how a n-gga live, yeah
riding with the steel, that’s just how i live, yeah yeah
autobot my wheel, that’s just how i live, yeah yeah
i pop tags and seals, that’s just how i live, yeah yeah
pop him like a pill, let’s see if he lives, yeah yeah
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