i be - key glock lyrics
i be lyrics
[intro]
(ayo, bandplay)
yeah
glizock
bow
(let the bandplay) ayy
[chorus]
yeah, i’m all about my money, baby, i get money, baby (yeah)
yeah, my chopper hold a hundred, my car go two hundred, baby (woo)
i be chasin’ coins like sonic, baby, i be runnin’, baby (phew, phew, phew)
i be chasin’ after money, baby, i get money, baby
yeah, i’m all about my money, baby, i get money, baby
yeah, my chopper hold a hundred, my car go two hundred, baby
i be chasin’ coins like sonic, baby, i be runnin’, baby (phew, phew, phew)
i be chasin’ after money, baby, i get money, baby, yеah
[verse 1]
but i could never chase a b*tch though (uh*uh)
and i could nеver give a n*gga too much info (yeah)
you gamblin’ with your life, stop playin’, what they hittin’ for? (what’s up?)
i’m still hittin’ l!cks, n*gga, just hit one not too long ago (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i just hit this n*gga’s b*tch and i just hit somebody’s ho
i take this stick up off my hip and then your brains is on the floor
i take this stick up off my hip and turn your ass into a ghost
i’m finna cop that double r, done, ’cause i don’t believe in ghosts, no
and lord knows these n*ggas hatin’ (yeah)
and i don’t f*ck with pigs but keep a pocket full of bacon
i just keep on buyin’ whips, they like, “young n*gga, you is crazy” (let’s go)
i be gettin’ that sh*t and flippin’ that sh*t and spendin’ that sh*t and stackin’ that sh*t then savin’ it (ayy)
[chorus]
yeah, i’m all about my money, baby, i get money, baby (yeah)
yeah, my chopper hold a hundred (yeah), my car go two hundred (yeah, yeah, yeah), baby (skrt)
i be chasin’ coins like sonic, baby, i be runnin’, baby
i be chasin’ after money, baby, i get money, baby (yeah)
yeah, i’m all about my money, baby, i get money, baby (b*tch)
yeah, my chopper hold a hundred, my car go two hundred, baby
i be chasin’ coins like sonic, baby, i be runnin’, baby
i be chasin’ after money, baby, i get money, baby (yeah)
[interlude]
i be gettin’ to that bag (phew), gettin’ to that bag
i be gettin’ to that bag (phew), gettin’ to that bag
i be gettin’ to that bag (phew), gettin’ to that bag
i be gettin’ to that bag (phew), i just made a bag (yeah)
[verse 2]
ayy, what? i been gettin’ to that money every godd*mn day
i just stuffed another hundred in my godd*mn k
bond money, i ain’t worried ’bout no godd*mn case
god can’t even stop it, i want that chopper in your face
wack a opp with no problem, smoke him broad day just like dae dae
yeah, smoke your ass like a rasta, i hang with shottas, they don’t play
these n*ggas down bad, they starvin’ but me, you know, i can’t relate
[chorus]
yeah, i’m all about my money, baby, i get money, baby (glizock)
yeah, my chopper hold a hundred, my car go two hundred, baby (yeah)
i be chasin’ coins like sonic, baby, i be runnin’, baby
i be chasin’ after money, baby, i get money, baby (yeah)
yeah, i’m all about my money, baby, i get money, baby (yeah)
yeah, my chopper hold a hundred, my car go two hundred, baby (b*tch)
i be chasin’ coins like sonic, baby, i be runnin’, baby
i be chasin’ after money, baby, i get money, baby, yeah (yeah)
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