Key Glock - Grammys (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Key Glock - Grammys (en) Lyrics
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They say I look just like my mama
but I act just like my daddy
Yup, I'm straight out the trap, I figured
out how to live lavish (Yeah)
All these bitches love me, most
of these niggas can't stand me
Real trapper, slash rapper, nigga,
yup, I been had GRAMMYs
Uh, trappin' out my granny's, I
hit broccoli, I had candy, yup
Hundred racks in my fanny pack and a
thirty round under my jacket, yup
Look at my gang, they addin'
up, the opps like, "Man,
he ain't lettin' up"
Bad lil' bitch with a natural
bust, said she wanna fuck me
in the back of my truck
But I told her, "I don't pay to fuck"
I don't love you more than my cup
Uh, take my chain, nigga,
try your luck
Uh, diamonds on me, sayin',
"Knuck if you buck"
Uh, baguette, AP, hockey puck (Ice)
I told these niggas, "I don't
give no fucks" (Uh-uh)
I told these bitches, I don't
give two fucks" (Uh-uh)
And no, I trust nobody
but my guts (My guts)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, codeine, floatin'
in my guts (Yeah)
Fell in love with codeine, so I
poured the shit up in the crush
(Phew, phew, phew, yeah)
Tired of niggas actin' like
they know me, yeah, they know
what's up (What's up?)
And I ain't really with that sneak
dissin', niggas know what's up
They say I look just like my mama and
I act just like my daddy (Glizock)
I'm straight up out the trenches but,
yeah, I still keep that ratchet
And I turn nothin' to somethin',
they think a nigga know
magic (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I might just take my
hat off, fuck around, pull
out a rabbit (Like that)
They say I look just like my mama and
I act just like my daddy (Yeah)
I'm straight up out the trenches
but, yeah, I still keep
that ratchet (Yeah)
And I turn nothin' to somethin',
they think a nigga know magic
Yeah, I might just take my hat off,
fuck around, pull out a rabbit
Once you get it, then you double
it and keep stackin' (Yeah)
I really know some niggas, they made
millions off of packages (Yeah)
These niggas stealin' drip and
yeah, I think I'm finna patent
it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ten chains, ten whips, they
say I'm on that rapper shit
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I used to make plays on top
of plays, paid menace shit
I'm self-made, counterfeit-ass niggas,
I can't hang with them (Uh-uh)
Throwin' shade, gang-gang, ain't gon'
let you get away with it (Uh-uh)
Throwin' shade 'bout a bitch, these
niggas wearing capes and shit
Yeah, I can't save no bitch (What?),
I can't save no ho
Yeah, I get paid my nigga (Yeah),
can't pay attention to no ho
Yeah, I just made a M (Yeah), tryna
make it again, times fo'
And they like, "What's up with
him?" (What's up?) Bitch,
you already know (Yeah)
I hustle like my mama but I'm gangster
like my daddy (Yeah)
I ran that money up and now
it's bustin' through the
attic (Phew, phew, yeah)
Yeah, now a nigga up, yeah, bitch,
I'm up, never took a Addy (Uh-uh)
Yeah, trappin' ass, rappin' ass,
nigga, been had GRAMMYs
G-GRAMMYs
Been had GRAMMYs (Yeah, yup)
Trappin' ass, rappin' ass,
nigga, been had GRAMMYs
Trappin' ass, rappin'
ass, nigga, ayy, uh
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