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grammys - key glock lyrics

grammys lyrics
[intro]
(get the bag, king wonka)
ayy

[verse]
they say i look just like my momma but i act just like my daddy
yup, i’m straight out the trap, i figured out how to live lavish (yeah)
all these b*tches love me, most of these n*ggas can’t stand me
real trapper, slash rapper, n*gga, yup, i been had grammys
trappin’ out my granny’s, i hit broccoli, i had candy, yup
hundred racks in my f*nny pack and a thirty round under my jacket, yup
look at my gang, they addin’ up, the opps like, “man, he ain’t lettin’ up”
bad lil’ b*tch with a natural bust, said she wanna f*ck me in the back of my truck
but i told her, “i don’t pay to f*ck”
i don’t love you more than my cup
uh, take my chain, n*gga, try your luck
uh, diamonds on me, sayin’, “nuff if you buck”
baggett’s, ap, hockey puck (ice)
i told these n*ggas, “i don’t give no f*cks” (uh*uh)
i told these b*tches, i don’t give two f*cks”
i don’t trust n0body but my guts (my guts)
yeah, yeah, yeah, codeine, codeine in my guts (yeah)
fell in love with codeine, so i poured the sh*t in the crush (yeah)
tired of n*ggas actin’ like they know me, yeah, they know what’s up (wassup)
i ain’t really with that sneak dissin’, n*ggas know what’s up
they say i look just like my momma and i act just like my daddy (glizock)
i’m straight up out the trenches but, yeah, i still keep that ratchet
and i turn nothin’ into somethin’, they think a n*gga know magic
yeah, i might just take my hat off, f*ck around pull out a rabbit (like that)
i ain’t really with that sneak dissin’, n*ggas know what’s up
(they say i look just like my momma and i act just like my daddy
i’m straight up out the trenches but, yeah, i still keep that ratchet
and i turn nothin’ into somethin’, they think a n*gga know magic
yeah, i might just take my hat off, f*ck around pull out a rabbit)
once you get it, then you double it and keep stackin’ (yeah)
i really know some n*ggas, they made millions off of packages (yeah)
these n*ggas stealin’ drip and yeah, i think i’m finna patent it
ten chains, ten whips, they say i’m on that rapper sh*t
i used to make plays on top of plays, paid menace sh*t
i’m self*made, counterfeit*ass n*ggas, i can’t hang wit’ ’em
throwin’ shade, gang*gang, ain’t gon’ let you get away with it (uh*uh)
throwin’ shade ’bout a b*tch, these n*ggas wearing capes and sh*t
yeah, i can’t save no b*tch, i can’t save no ho
yeah, i get paid my n*gga, can’t pay attention to no ho
yeah, i just made a m, tryna make it again, times fo’
and they like, “what’s up with him?” b*tch, you already know (yeah)
i hustle like my momma but i’m gangster like my daddy (yeah)
i ran that money up and now it’s bustin’ through the attic (yeah)
yeah, now a n*gga up, yeah, b*tch, i’m up, never took a addy
yeah, trappin’ ass, rappin’ ass, n*gga, been had grammys
[outro]
g*grammys
been had grammys (yeah)
trappin’ ass, rappin’ ass, n*gga, been had grammys
trappin’ ass, rappin’ ass, n*gga, been had, ayy

- key glock lyrics

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