AZ Chike - Lamb Truck Keys Lyrics

AZ Chike Lamb Truck Keys cover art

Lamb Truck Keys Lyrics by AZ Chike

The flyest, bitches see me out and it’s a riot
You are what you eat, pussy nigga, watch your diet
The lion, stalkin’ and I’m creepin’ real quiet
Had a threesome, everybody stick to they assignments
Do the math, I’m counting down ’til I gotta spazz
Make it last, being drug through the mud, made a path
Old school dad, yes, I put belt to ass
Throw me in the jungle, come out with Louis bags (La cumbia sampuesan—)
It’s P.C., but I’m still mackin’, all my bitches bad
Real snacks like a food cabinet (La cumbia sampuesan—)
The dog loose and he in the booth, water on his neck
But how the fuck he got all the juice? (La cumbia sampuesan—)
Get it to me, I’ma get it done, ain’t shit sweet
But this stick with a Cinnabon (La cumbia sampuesan—)
Where’d I go? I know it’s been some months
Fucked on that lunch, you never thought, you just a hit and run (La cumbia sampues—)
The realest, you don’t never know until you feel it
They say it take a village, but it really take a villain
Tryna see sky’s limit, I just broke through the ceiling
Where it’s will, there’s a way, and I’m everything that’s willing

(Hm) If you want a Lamb’ truck
Baby, put your hands up
If you wanna roll out
Yes, we can roll now (La cumbia sampuesan—)

Yeah, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
You ain’t Ciara, but I’m here for the goodies (For the goodies, la cumbia sampuesan—)
Ayy, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
Time is always took, don’t care how long it took me (How long it took me, la cumbia sampuesan—)
Yeah, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
You tired of them frenchies, wanna fuck with a bully (Wanna fuck with a bully, la cumbia sampuesan—)
Mm, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
Told her give it back, you catch your bitch in my hoodie (La cumbia sampues—)

Sigh, a broke nigga really I despise (Despise)
All my two chains hittin’ harder than your five (Huh)
I don’t give a fuck, but even if I did (I)
I wouldn’t give it to you, bitches really out here mid
Oh well, guess I really had to up the scale
Give a nigga two L’s, like you spelling out Pharrell
See, this is how I do things
A Leo, should’ve been a Gemini the way I mood swing (La cumbia sampuesan—)
Is you crazy? You niggas can’t fade me
Time repeat itself, yeah, JAY-Z to AZ (La cumbia sampuesan—)
Yeah, it is what it is
All that dickriding you doing, how you pregnant wit’ some kids? (La cumbia sampuesan—)
Flawless, I be with the rawest
Really out here ballin’, sponsored by Spalding (La cumbia sampuesan—)
Just doing what I can, guessing I’m the man
If you fuck me right, Lamb’ truck keys in your hand, I’m just sayin’

(Hm) If you want a Lamb’ truck
Baby, put your hands up
If you wanna roll out
Yes, we can roll now

Yeah, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
You ain’t Ciara, but I’m here for the goodies (For the goodies)
Ayy, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
Time is always took, don’t care how long it took me (How long it took me)
Yeah, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
You tired of them frenchies, wanna fuck with a bully (Wanna fuck with a bully)
Mm, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
Told her give it back, you catch your bitch in my hoodie