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key glock – no flockin remix lyrics

yeah, paper roue business, yeah yeah (glock)

[verse 1]
young n-gga, i been havin’ cash. i ain’t got a brag
all this money in my d-mn pocket the reason why i’m saggin’
burn a n-gga like a d-mn tan, i hit him and his man
i’m pullin’ up in that audi fast, i’m bout to drop a bag
smokin’ gelato, you smoke 87. all i know is gas
n-gga don’t ask me where them hoes at
boy where yo hoe at?
brand new glock, it’s extended clip. that b-tch big too
you a fool if you think my n-ggas ain’t gone pull up and shoot
they let it loose, slidin’ in that coupe, with yo baby boo
pourin’ 4s in that mountain dew, yeah you know how i move
servin’ birds i like bread, chasin’ to it i break my leg
thumb until i hurt my hand
smokin’ gas straight to the head
these n-ggas talkin’ like they really bout it
we pullin’ up then we in and out it
with the grape, smokin’ on purple flowers
trynna scr-pe the money to the sky like a tower
got some choppers on the side of me
yeah, my lil n-ggas gone ride for me
my lil b-tch gone lie for me
i’m the sh-t these flies on me
let a n-gga come and try to take some
when he see that carbon bet he play dumb
my n-ggas i got stay sayin’ red rum
throwin’ bullets like brady n-gga no tom
banana sh-t, ape sh-t, congo
hit em with a 30 piece combo
make it rain better get a puncho
whole lotta everything, i’m commando
f-ck what you heard i’m just sayin’ though
ask ya best friend, i’m the man hoe
we don’t talk so these n-ggas layin’ low
we don’t talk so these n-ggas layin’ low
ridin’ ’round and you know i’m trynna get it
i ain’t trynna talk b-tch i just wanna hit it
hit a l!ck with my n-gga d, know we split it
karate kid, glock leap when that chopper kickin’
gnats wanna talk every time i come around
when they see glock man you know they face sour
i don’t give a f-ck i’m still smokin’ on sour
i don’t give a f-ck i’m still smokin’ on sour
i don’t give a f-ck i’m still smokin’ on sour n-gga

n-gga, no flockin’
no motha’ f-ckin’ flockin’ n-gga
whole lotta everything, boy

- key glock lyrics

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