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Pride
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Key Glock
Key Glock
Vocals
Bandplay
Bandplay
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Krishon Gaines
Krishon Gaines
Songwriter
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bandplay
Bandplay
Producer
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Bitch, what, what, what? (Let the BandPlay) Bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah Bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah Get back, Glizock (Yeah) uh, uh (Fuck) uh, uh, uh, uh Trust that bitch? I don't trust that bitch Fuck around there, dog? Hey, come get yo' bitch, dog Why she all up, all up, all up, all up on my dick, dog? I know why, it's because she seen my neck and wrist, dog .45 on my hip so don't think I'ma lick, dog Don't try, Gangnam turn your block into a fish fry (Yeah!) Guess you're big time Goodbye, lay yo' ass down, nigga, I chase dead guys, uh Now my legs tired, yeah, I ball big time On my ears, my rim size, solitaires, they too bright, yuh I got too much pride, yeah, flexin' all the time From the bottom, then I climbed, yeah, I came from nicks and dimes Dark shades like I'm spyin', yeah, Versace's on my eyes And I'm chillin' with some fine, but she ain't even mine Come get yo' bitch, dog Why she all up, all up, all up, all up on my dick, dog? I know why, it's because she seen my neck and wrist, dog .45 on my hip so don't think I'm a lick, dog Don't try, Gangnam turn your block into a fish fry (Yeah!) Guess you're big time Goodbye, lay yo' ass down, nigga, I chase dead guys, uh Now my legs tired, yeah, I ball big time On my ears, my rim size, solitaire, they too bright, yuh I got too much pride, bitch, I ain't never lie Yeah, I heard money is time, so I spent some time to shine Play with me, I seen ya fly, I drop bodies and not dimes Yeah, my young niggas wild, make the opps throw in the towel Yeah, gang run the town, ayy, you keep actin' crazy Like PJ won't take it down, yuh, these Glocks ain't got safetys Ain't no way we playin' 'round, nah, we just paper chasin' If you ain't, then get from 'round me, I hope you understand Come get yo' bitch, dog Why she all up, all up, all up, all up on my dick, dog? I know why, it's because she seen my neck and wrist, dog .45 on my hip so don't think I'ma lick, dog Don't try, Gangnam turn your block into a fish fry (Yeah!) Guess you're big time Goodbye, lay yo' ass down, nigga, I chase dead guys, uh Now my legs tired, yeah, I ball big time On my ears, my rim size, solitaires, they too bright, yuh (I got too much pride, bitch)
Writer(s): Markeyvius Cathey, Krishon O'brien Gaines Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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