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AUSFĆHRENDE KĆNSTLER:INNEN
Key Glock
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kai Jarvis Fleming
Komponist:in
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
King Wonka
Produzent:in
Ari Morris
Mischtechniker:in
Logan Schmitz
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Mike Tucci
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Intro]
I'm in A right now, sippin' Houston, Texas
Get the bag, King WONKA
[Chorus]
Let the chopper sing like Badu
Talkin' that shit, I'll buy you
Water on my wrist like a bayou
VVS diamonds on my side tooth
Glizzock him, don't try dude
Unless you tryna die, too
I'm a money-making tycoon
Mr. Glock, I make my own rules
[Verse 1]
Mr. Glock finna take 'em to school
Bitch thought I was Boo Boo the Fool
Bitch, you know that I keep me some blues
Bitch, you know that I keep me a tool
Hide that blick in my oversized jacket
I like my bitches real pretty and ratchet
Classy and nasty, not too dramatic
And hustle just like me, with a passion
5:00 in the morning, I'm sippin' on red
**** sneak dissin', I'm takin' off heads
The hatin' shit, it do not get to my head
Ain't duckin' no opps, just duckin' the Feds
[Verse 2]
Young **** flyer than Evel Knievel
Gang pullin' up, choppa sing like the Beatles
All of this ice, gotta keep me a heater
Yellow diamonds on, do this shit for my people
[Chorus]
Let the chopper sing like Badu
Talkin' that shit, I'll buy you
Water on my wrist like a bayou
VVS diamonds on my side tooth
Glizzock him, don't try dude
Unless you tryna die, too
I'm a money-making tycoon
Mr. Glock, I make my own rules
[Verse 3]
Made a lotta M's all off Pro Tools
It's a thousand ways to get this paper
Bitch, you know that I'm a motherfuckin' player
Bitch, you know these **** player haters
South Memphis trap still got flavors
**** fifty years old, still trappin'
Yeah, my money got long, elastic
They love and hate me just like Dallas Cowboys
[Verse 4]
Name in they mouth like some Altoids
My lil' bitch, she bad, what about yours?
The racks what the Bottega bag for
I'm smokin' some shit with a bad odor
Fill a Grabba up with a dead body
Rep that 5, Im'a keep it solid
In the streets and the books, I got knowledge
Lil' bro got a cannon, he wildin' out
Go get the money, no time to pout
They goin' out sad, they foulin' out
Cut his throat, ain't gotta slime him out
Get-back gang, ain't no cryin' about it
I hold it down like I'm 'posed to
My diamonds and money both blue
Got a stick in every room like a Roku
And my left wrist hit like Goku
[Chorus]
Let the chopper sing like Badu
Talkin' that shit, I'll buy you
Water on my wrist like a bayou
VVS diamonds on my side tooth
Glizzock him, don't try dude
Unless you tryna die, too
I'm a money-making tycoon
Mr. Glock, I make my own rules
Written by: Kai Jarvis Fleming, Markeyvius Cathey