Keys

Boy you ain't dropping, ain't cop shit
Boy you ain't dropping, ain't cop shit
Talking about the glock, you ain't pop shit
I got more keys than the locksmith
Put 10 down and flip, do a cart wheel
Put down what you want get a bag or a tree
Hundred round baby get the kids out the streets
Bills straight hundreds and the stacked real neat
For the water come and take a dive if you need
Your watch plain jane and a nigga tryna cheat
You ain't got no stand in the game, nigga take a seat
Got a whole for the ball and a goal yard bread
Thot little bitches and they all gon leave
Glock with the missile take a dog off his feet
Back in the kitchen make a milli out the streets
Cried in the kitchen cause the babies all sleep
About the young nigga cause the young nigga [?]

With do not hide, stick with the knives
Kill time pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Caught his ass slipping he flexing on live
Thought I was sleeping cause I'm from north side
Momma told me not to hang with them guys
All of em snitches and all of em pies
Go take him off if he do not comply
Light that bitch up like the fourth of July
My diamonds is cool money long like a jew
Louboutin dripping, $2000 a shoe
Two on a mission
Two gloss in the coup
You had them Benjamins
What happened to you?
Young niggas we got the tromb on we grown
Gone halls not picking no bone
On our way to yall
But this lil boy better watch how he talk
Sit back and we carve his name in a song
Migos and No Plug over here we alone
At your front door then nigga ding dong
Watching they copy deep wanna be called
They don't want walk up their money too long

Boy you ain't dropping, ain't cop shit
Talking about the glock, you ain't pop shit
I got more keys than the locksmith
Put 10 down and flip, do a cart wheel
Put down what you want get a bag or a tree
Hundred round baby get the kids out the streets
Bills straight hundreds and the stacked real neat
For the water come and take a dive if you need
Your watch plain jane and a nigga tryna cheat
You ain't got no stand in the game, nigga take a seat
Got a whole for the ball and a goal yard bread
Thot little bitches and they all gon leave
Glock with the missile take a dog off his feet
Back in the kitchen make a milli out the streets
Cried in the kitchen cause the babies all sleep
About the young nigga cause the young nigga [?]

Whip off the lot
Got crack in the pot
Told Offset boy I can't cook in the crockpot
Wanna hold bricks yeah meet me at the trap spot
Know I got a set like jj wap
Bankroll on a bitch stick like snat
Dropped a whole mother fucking brick on a watch
Louis on my wrist step a 9 on a brick
Give me 60 minutes I can cook up 36
All this water got a nigga sea sick
429 nigga that's a remix
You could tell baby tho [?]
All this mother fucking gold I'm the A team
Been a balling on niggas since 18
I got china white bitch call it Beijing
In the 94 pull up in the ceiling
Nigga got scared when he seen a red bean
Named for a being nigga know we gone ride
Slaughter gang music but I'm breaking down pie
Turn a deuce to a four nigga oh my
Serving niggas in Alabama
Roll and tie
Nigga try to shoot but he closed his eyes
When I make a play nigga jumping off sides
Flag on the play, Imma hit em with the K
I catch em mad lean during broad day

Boy you ain't dropping, ain't cop shit
Talking about the glock, you ain't pop shit
I got more keys than the locksmith
Put 10 down and flip, do a cart wheel
Put down what you want get a bag or a tree
Hundred round baby get the kids out the streets
Bills straight hundreds and the stacked real neat
Fo the water come and take a dive if you need
Your watch plain jane and a nigga tryna cheat
You ain't got no stand in the game, nigga take a seat
Got a whole for the ball and a goal yard bread
Thot little bitches and they all gon leave
Glock with the missle take a dog off his feet
Back in the kitchen make a milli out the streets
Cried in the kitchen cause the babies all sleep
About the young nigga cause the young nigga [?]



Credits
Writer(s): Kiari Kendrell Cephus, No Plug
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