Orville Redenbacher - Key Glock

Orville Redenbacher - Key Glock

Год
2018
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
178780

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Orville Redenbacher

Key Glock

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

The Fuck!

Young nigga poppin, Orville Redenbacher

Ice all on my collar, yeah, my money taller

Ain’t no more Impalas, foreign push to start up

Walk up in the party, pistol in my garment

Uh, Big Glock, Don’t know what you thought, hoe

So much guap, it hurts when I walk, uh

Let my money talk, designer to the socks

Bitch, I love to floss, look what I just bought, uh

Duh, yeah

Balling just because

Duh, every chain at least a dub

Yeah, walking in, I make it flood

Duh, in the club I got my slugs

With some Crips and Bloods, duh

Yeah they show me love

Nigga, you’s a scrub, uh, yeah you just a dub

Never gave a fuck, yeah, boy you know whats up

Pulling in the foreign, uh, duh, you know that’s us, uh

Y-yeah that’s me

Six chains, Mr. T, uh, yeah

You know me

Smoking on the Russian Creams

«There go Glock», she’s like «man of my dreams», yeah

No I’m not, bitch, you ain’t my cup of tea

No, I can’t fuck with thot hoes

I cannot go

Bitches jaw drop, hoe

I got them knots, hoe

Riding Forgiatos, and dodging pot holes

Smoking on gelato, I hit the lotto

Cuban links white gold, I-I'm a light show

Tennis chains on froze, y-yellow and rose

Choppers like the gun show, they legal and stole

Hotter than the damn stove, who left the eye on?

Diamonds dancing, pop rocks, playing hop-scotch

Jumping out my wrist watch, guess how much this cost

Could’ve bought a big house, but iced my wrist out

Never been a sit down, you’re just a sit down

Why these niggas playing, yeah, they know that I’m spraying

Bitch, I’ve been the man since I had diapers in my pants

I can’t make my mind up on a Wraith or a McLaren

Bragging, I’m just saying, bitch, I’m playing with these bands

Young nigga poppin, Orville Redenbacher

Ice all on my collar, yeah, my money taller

Ain’t no more Impalas, foreign push to start up

Walk up in the party, pistol in my garment

Uh, Big Glock, Don’t know what you thought, hoe

So much guap, it hurts when I walk

Let my money talk, designer to the socks

Bitch, I love to floss, look what I just bought, uh

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