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23 Keys
115
Hip-Hop/Rap
23 Keys was released on December 11, 2020 by 6UP Music Inc. as a part of the album Trapped In
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Release DateDecember 11, 2020
Label6UP Music Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keevin Groutsche
Keevin Groutsche
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alejandro Garcia
Alejandro Garcia
Producer

Lyrics

Now I got the keys
I was trappin in my two threes
Now you wanna peice
Now you wanna go and follow me
Riches off the trees
In my city sell a lotta P's
Cost me fifty g's
Diamonds dumb I hit the lottery
All deez V V's on a ****
Go dumb go stupid
Actin up and den we shoot him
Gun loud like i'm movin
I was nippin down a cuban
Still shootin like I'm hoopin
Dis a glizzy not a rueger
He ain't solid wont salute him
Bitches gettin choosy
Seen her cousin said she wanna do me
Said she give it to me
Told her reach the crib let's a make movie
Like my lean real fruity
Im in gucci i don't shop at zumiez
Realest **** in my blood i swear dat shit be runnin thru me
Two door coupin,
Hang the semi out the roof
Fah fah fah fah
See ya selfie on the news
Dey ain't from the hood my **** they don't know the lingo
I dun bought three foreign whips off the gringos
Told deez **** please don't play with me i got da cheat code
Shoot first, ask a question later den i reload
Darcel building feds tryna block my peep hole
Baby forties and the forty fives know we keep those
Always been one hunnid
In the trap I'm gettin I'm blunted
They know how i'm comin
They gon put dat pistol to ya stomach
I could never duck it
If you say my name well see in public
And my city love it
We just popped like twenty bottles fuck it
Seen me you stuttered
Seen me and you tried to call me brotha
On the net you tougher
Typin movin like a undercover
I might make my youngin
Take the tec and Blow it like a trumpet
Shootin hittin buckets
Put the forty in the Louis luggage
Now I got the keys
I was trappin in my two threes
Now you wanna peice
Now you wanna go and follow me
Riches off the trees
In my city sell a lotta P's
Cost me fifty g's
Diamonds dumb I hit the lottery
All deez V V's on a ****
Go dumb go stupid
Actin up and den we shoot him
Gun loud like i'm movin
I was nippin down a cuban
Still shootin like i'm hoopin
Dis a glizzy not a rueger
He ain't solid wont salute him
Written by: Keevin Groutsche
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