Randy Orton Lyrics – Key Glock
(AIMONMYNECK made it)
Glizock (Yeah)
What’s happenin’? (Huh?)
I’ma go get a bag, automatic (Yeah)
I keep nina with me, she’s a baddie (Yeah)
I be poppin’ my ***, they can’t stand it
All of the hits with a ratchet
Yo, slidin’ in a bulletproof Caddy (Phew)
I’m slidin’ in a bulletproof Caddy, boy
I’m savage, but don’t call me Randy, yeah (Uh-uh)
I’m slammin’ these ***, like Randy Orton
I hit from the back, tryna damage (Yeah)
I hit from the back, tryna damage somethin’
These *** know that I ain’t playin’ around
These niggas know that I ain’t layin’ up (Layin’ up, uh-uh, the ***?)
Laid up for what? (Yeah)
Ayy, come to the trap, get a bank for your buck
Ayy, I do my thing, I show up when it’s clutch
Yeah, money comin’ in, and it come in a rush
You ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, like Granny said, “Hush”
I just hopped out my coupe and went hopped in her guts
Since I jumped out my mama, been ***’ *** up (Ayy, yeah)
I thought that I told you before, I’m the one
I’m the one, turn a two to a four to a-, uh (Uh, uh)
I just might name my lil’ boy Shawn
‘Cause I shine hard as a motherfuckin’ sun (Bling)
*** around, spent like six figures on guns
I’m tryna whack me an opp every month (Ayy)
I’m tryna whack me an opp every month (Opp every month, yeah)
What’s happenin’? (Huh?)
I’ma go get a bag, automatic (Yeah)
I keep nina with me, she’s a baddie (Yeah)
I be poppin’ my ***, they can’t stand it (Yeah)
All of the hits with a ratchet (Ratchet)
Yo, slidin’ in a bulletproof Caddy (Phew)
I’m slidin’ in a bulletproof Caddy, boy (Yeah)
I’m savage, but don’t call me Randy, yeah (Uh-uh)
I’m slammin’ these ***, like Randy Orton
What’s happenin’? (Yeah)
I’ma go get a bag, automatic (Let’s go)
I keep nina with me, she’s a baddie (***)
I be poppin’ my ***, they can’t stand it
All of the hits with a ratchet (Ratchet)
Yo, slidin’ in a bulletproof Caddy (Skrrt, skrrt)
I’m slidin’ in a bulletproof Caddy, boy
I’m savage, but don’t call me Randy, yeah (Uh-uh)
I’m slammin’ these ***, like Randy Orton
I’m goin’ in, got the ball in my court (Ball)
Rest in peace Dolph, yeah, he gave me the torch (Uh)
When I count money, that *** bring me joy
Yeah, I made a bank, tryna make me some more
Yeah, I be laid back, ’cause these niggas decoys (Uh)
Yeah, one other reason, can’t *** with these boys (Ayy)
I’m givin’ ***, man, like I work at the movies (Like I work at the movies)
Ayy, tryna play innocent, know she a *** (Ho’)
Glizock the ***, the one they adore
I’m all in Atlanta, with trappers and scammers
I *** half the *** that work in the lore (Yeah)
Killin’ these niggas, this *** gettin’ borin’
Not from Detroit, but this *** on the- (What?)
Not from Detroit, but it stack to the ceilin’ (Yeah)
Talkin’ ’bout money, you got my attention
Let’s get it (Yeah)
I’ma go get a bag, automatic (Let’s go)
I keep nina with me, she’s a baddie (Woah)
I be poppin’ my ***, they can’t stand it
All of the hits with a ratchet (Fire)
Yo, slidin’ in a bulletproof Caddy (Caddy)
I’m slidin’ in a bulletproof Caddy, boy
I’m savage, but don’t call me Randy, yeah (Randy)
I’m slammin’ these ***, like Randy Orton
What’s happenin’?
I’ma go get a bag, automatic
I keep nina with me, she’s a baddie
I be poppin’ my ***, they can’t stand it
All of the hits with a ratchet (Ratchet)
Yo, slidin’ in a bulletproof Caddy
I’m slidin’ in a bulletproof Caddy, boy
I’m savage, but don’t call me Randy, yeah (Uh-uh)
I’m slammin’ these ***, like Randy Orton (Randy Orton)
Glizock