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no amiris - peezy & key glock lyrics

[intro: peezy]
young rich n*gga, man, i might just retire all my amiris
i might burn them b*tches in a pile, you dig?
(i can’t even explain it, it’s like, you know?)
patched up, n*gga
i’m patched up

[chorus: peezy]
two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain’t amiri (nah, these ain’t amiri)
we the richest young n*ggas in the whole f*ckin’ city (we the richest young n*ggas in the whole f*ckin’ city)
say my name one time, watch this b*tch get litty, yeah (say my name one time, watch this b*tch turn up)
got the city on lock, run this b*tch like diddy, yeah (got the city on lock, run this b*tch like ah)

[verse 1: peezy]
got the city on lock (yeah)
came through in every type of foreign every year when the city get hot
i be flyin’ first class, i don’t sit on no block
i can tell how you talk you ain’t never been shot
i can tell how you move, you ain’t never been watched
feds did a sweep, everybody finna talk
when it come down to me, i’ma take my own charge
but i ain’t goin’ back to jail, i done came too far
i’m a real life star
‘less they got thirty*five racks for a n*gga, i ain’t goin’ in the bar
‘fore i take a b*tch home, i’ll f*ck her in a car
can’t drop her ass off ’cause i live too far
‘fore i made it off rap, i was runnin’ up the card
n*ggas still can’t believe that i made it on the charts
never graduated school, buyin’ brand new cars
red key, push a b*tton, tap the gas when it start, yeah
[chorus: peezy & key glock]
two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain’t amiri (two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain’t amiri)
we the richest young n*ggas in the whole f*ckin’ city (we the richest young n*ggas in the whole motherf*ckin’ city)
say my name one time, watch this b*tch get litty, yeah (say my name one time, all the b*tches comin’ out)
got the city on lock, run this b*tch like diddy, yeah (got the city on lock, run this b*tch like diddy, yeah)

[verse 2: key glock]
you can call me glock or call me big key (glizock)
i don’t f*ck with rat, no stuarts, no mickeys (uh*uh)
three hundred racks on the chain, no pendant (yeah)
got a billion dollars on my mind and i’ma get it (yeah)
been gettin’ to the money, i don’t plan on quittin’
ayy, what’s*his*name died and they said i did it (shh)
i’ii take a n*gga b*tch and give her back like i rented
i just hopped in my bag and this just the beginnin’
we don’t f*ck with that block, so you know we gon’ spin it
don’t care ’bout the ticket, my n*gga, i spend it (yup)
still be in the trap, that sh*t open like denny’s
championship ring on my pinky, we winnin’ (yeah, uh)
prada set on but it look like some d*ckies (uh)
you know i’m that n*gga, my b*tch got them b*tches (yup)
i keep that sh*t on, ayy, who f*ckin’ with me?
chrome heart patches on me like i’m christian

[chorus: peezy & key glock]
two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain’t amiri (these ain’t amiri, yup, yup, yup, yeah)
we the richest young n*ggas in the whole f*ckin’ city (we the richest young n*ggas in the whole f*ckin’ city)
say my name one time, watch this b*tch get litty, yeah (say my name one time, watch this b*tch turn up)
got the city on lock, run this b*tch like diddy, yeah (got the city on lock, run this b*tch like ah)
[outro: peezy]
yeah
(chasethemoney, chasethemoney)

- peezy key glock lyrics

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