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Key Glock
Key Glock
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Adolph Thornton
Adolph Thornton
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Krishon Gaines
Krishon Gaines
Paroles/Composition
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
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Ayy, yeah Uh, this bitch got plenty ass (yeah) Young nigga got plenty cash (yeah) I still ain't touched my stash (yeah) I'm flexin' on they ass, bitch, Flexin' on they ass, yeah (I'm on they ass) Flexin' on they ass, yeah, I'm flexin' on they ass, huh (on they ass) Glock, why you buy another watch? That shit just sad, yeah Yeah, I ran that check up, never ever look back, uh (never look back) You can ask the opps, They'll tell you that Big Glock a threat, yeah (Glizock) Yeah, Glizock a threat, uh, steppin' on they necks Yeah, huh, nigga, get stepped on (yeah) Everybody wanna know what's next, yeah (what's next) Everybody know I'm Big Glock, AKA Key Rex, uh (yeah) Everybody know that Glizock keep them straps on deck, yeah (fire) Shout out to my set, uh (gang), Motherfuck the rest (fuck the rest, motherfuck) Fuck 'em (fuck), fuck 'em (fuck), fuck 'em (yeah, motherfuck) Yeah, uh, money hungry, bitch, what's for supper? (yeah) I painted all my cars yellow and turnt on niggas, catch up (catch up) Bitch, I go so hard and I ain't gon' never ever let up I ain't gon' let up (never), I ain't gon' let up (ever), I ain't gon' let up (ever, never) Fuck your thought, nigga? (bitch) I be flexin', flexin', flexin' Nigga, I be flexin' (bitch), flexin' (yeah), flexin' (yeah) Baby, I be flexin' (yeah), flexin' (yeah), flexin' (yeah) Baby, I be flexin' (yeah), flexin' (yeah), flexin' (yeah) Flexin' (yeah), flexin' (yeah), flexin' (yeah), flexin' (yeah) Nigga, I be flexin' (yeah) Uh (yeah), lil' bitty nigga with this big ass weapon (yeah) Flyin' in a spaceship like my last name was Jetson And I paid cash for that bitch, it ain't a question (racks) You know I'm with the shit, Been like this since an adolescent (yeah, I'm with that) Nigga, nigga, nigga (uh) I got some classy and some ratchet bitches (bitches) Ride a sixty on the carbine, bumpin' Nipsey (Nipsey) Yeah, I hustle hard, lil' bitch, yeah don't forget it Don't forget it (don't forget it) I be flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin' Baby, I be flexin' (yeah), flexin', Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin' Flexin', flexin' on they ass (on they ass, yeah) I be flexin' on they ass (on they ass, yeah) Bitch, I be flexin' on they ass (on they ass, yeah) Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, flexin' Yeah, Glock This shit hard, I swear to God I be flexin' on they ass God
Writer(s): Adolph Thornton, Krishon Gaines, Markeyvius Cathey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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