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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Key Glock
Key Glock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
OhRoss
OhRoss
Producer
RamyontheBeat
RamyontheBeat
Producer
Swamiq
Swamiq
Producer
Daddy-O
Daddy-O
Executive Producer
Ramy On Da Beat
Ramy On Da Beat
Producer

Songteksten

(Are you worth it?) Yeah (Are you worth it?) Mr. Glock (Are you worth it?) Ahem (Are you worth it?) Yeah, camo AP, I'm a soldier (uh) I got old money I ain't spend yet, this shit moldy (uh, uh, uh, uh) Yeah, I have my way around this bitch, I'm havin' motion (uh, uh, uh, uh) Who the fuck you put up in this blunt? This nigga smokin' (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Blue diamond chain on me, this bitch match the ocean (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) 30 in my size, .30 jeans with no holster (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Eyes on the prize, yep, I'm tryna stay focused (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm livin' like a king, bitch, I'm not your local joker (uh-uh) All about my bread, hell yeah, I keep that toaster (fah) I be sippin' red and my lil' bitch sip mimosa (yeah) I hop up out the bed, say a prayer and count my dough up (dough) Then hop up in my Lamborghini truck with the doors up (skrrt, skrrt) Everybody know I'm EBK, I don't give no fucks (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Wagyu steaks up on my plate I came a long way up from cold cuts (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Niggas talkin' this and that, and they don't even know us (what?) And niggas out here clout chasin' for a name, broke as fuck (the fuck?) If you came from nothin' put your Rollie on and hold it up Paper Route hockey team, don't know nobody cold as us (what?) Cutthroat be the gang, that's what I bang, nobody hoein' us (uh-uh) Real stand-up nigga, don't see myself foldin' up (uh-uh) We turned dirt into diamonds, and I'm tryna turn these boys to dust (bah) Fuck this money and these cars and clothes, this shit don't mean that much (uh-uh) Yep, I made a couple million plus, still twist my fingers up (gang) I don't give no fuck about no bitch, a bitch gon' eat it up Either way, I'ma get mine, I don't play (uh-uh) I rep the five, not the six (five), but I still keep a Drac' (fah) Got money all up on my mind (yeah, yeah) Can't have no bitch in my face (uh-uh) Yeah, all I see is dollar signs and niggas on the side hatin' (yeah) (Are you worth it?) Lil' bitch Lil' checklist (are you worth it?) That's how niggas is (are you worth it?) I mean, that's how them bitches is (are you worth it?) Yeah
Writer(s): Markeyvius Lashun Cathey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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