Key Rex Lyrics – Key Glock
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big Glock, Key Rex, might cop a T-Rex (Yeah)
Chopper sing, Keith Sweat, banana clip, eat that
Ran through a check like a *** at recess (Ayy, Sledgren, this *** slap)
I can see them lil’ niggas hatin’, yeah, I peep that (Yeah, yeah)
Nickname Glock and you know that I keep that (Glizock)
*** the *** good, yeah, I know that she a beat back (Uh)
South Memphis ***, yeah, you know where I be at (Yeah, yeah)
I be gettin’ money and it ain’t hard to see that (Uh-uh)
Motherfuck your feedback, ***, you can keep that
I’ll leave a *** before my strap, I mean that
Ridin’ in a yellow thing, flyin’ like a dingbat
*** got a purse full of Percs, that’s a beanbag
I was fourteen, already in the deep end (Yeah)
Fifteen years old when I first robbed the *** man (Yeah, yeah)
Turned sixteen, Glock 17 extended (Yeah)
Eighteen, nineteen, made my first million (Yeah, yeah)
Twenty years old in a ***’ McLaren (Skrrt, skrrt)
You know I’m eatin’ good, ***, my wrist full of carats (Yeah)
Remember them days I was trappin’ them baggies
Now, look, I’m really, I’m havin’ (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m havin’ this *** (Yeah)
My money good, got the baddest lil’ *** (Uh)
Yeah, my money long and them facts, no fiction
Money talkin’ right now, shut up and listen (Shh)
My diamonds hittin’ like Sonny Liston (Ice)
I *** around, put some stones in my dentals (Ice)
These niggas broke and I think they should fix it (Yeah)
I got the drop on the opps, we gon’ blitz ’em (Yeah, yeah)
I’m *** as ***, pourin’ Wock’ out a pitcher (Yeah, yeah)
5.56s sound like a missile (Yeah, yeah)
Lied to this ***, I just told her, “I miss you” (Yeah)
I ain’t blowin’ no kisses, just money and pistols (Mwah)
*** these hoes, money on my mental (Yeah)
Lame-ass niggas hatin’, got me tickled, yeah
Big Glock, Key Rex, might cop a T-Rex (Yeah, yeah)
Chopper sing, Keith Sweat, banana clip, eat that (Fire)
Ran through a check like a *** at recess (Yeah, yeah)
I can see them lil’ niggas hatin’, yeah, I peep that (Yeah)
Nickname Glock and you know that I keep that (Yeah)
*** the *** good, yeah, you know she a beat back (Yeah)
South Memphis ***, yeah, you know where I be at (Yeah)
I be gettin’ money and it ain’t hard to see that (Yeah)
I ran through a check like a *** at recess (Phew)
I can see them lil’ niggas hatin’, yeah, I peep that (Yeah, yeah)
Nickname Glock and you know that I keep that (Bah)
*** the *** good, yeah, you know she a beat back
South Memphis ***, yeah, you know where I be at
I be gettin’ money and it ain’t hard to see that
Motherfuck your feedback, ***, you can keep that
I’ll leave my *** before my strap, I mean that
I’m ridin’ in a yellow thing, flyin’ like a dingbat (Skrrt, skrrt)
*** got a purse full of Percs, it’s a beanbag
Fat got the gat, he gon’ splat, that’s my wingman (Fat)
I’ll pass a *** before my blunt, I’m a team man (Yeah)
Young *** rich as ***, still be schemin’ (Yeah)
Young *** cold, ask your ho, I’m a penguin (Penguin)
I been told you hoes, I’m a motherfuckin’ penguin (Cold)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah