Key Glock – Grammys

Key Glock – Grammys Lyrics

Artist: Key Glock
Song: Grammys

(Get the bag, King Wonka)
Ayy
They say I look just like my momma but I act just like my daddy
Yup, I’m straight out the trap, I figured out how to live lavish (Yeah)

All these b#tches love me, most of these n#gg#s can’t stand me
Real trapper, slash rapper, n#gg#, yup, I been had GRAMMYs
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’ b#tch with a natural bust, said she wanna f#ck me in the back of my truck
But I told her, “I don’t pay to f#ck”
I don’t love you more than my cup

Uh, take my chain, n#gg#, try your luck
Uh, diamonds on me, sayin’, “Nuff if you buck”
Baggett’s, AP, hockey puck (Ice)
I told these n#gg#s, “I don’t give no f#cks” (Uh-uh)

I told these b#tches, I don’t give two f#cks”
I don’t trust nobody but my guts (My guts)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, codeine, codeine in my guts (Yeah)
Fell in love with codeine, so I poured the sh#t in the crush (Yeah)

Tired of n#gg#s actin’ like they know me, yeah, they know what’s up (Wassup)
I ain’t really with that sneak dissin’, n#gg#s know what’s up
They say I look just like my momma 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’ into somethin’, they think a n#gg# know magic
Yeah, I might just take my hat off, f#ck around pull out a rabbit (Like that)
I ain’t really with that sneak dissin’, n#gg#s know what’s up
(They say I look just like my momma and I act just like my daddy

I’m straight up out the trenches but, yeah, I still keep that ratchet
And I turn nothin’ into somethin’, they think a n#gg# know magic
Yeah, I might just take my hat off, f#ck around pull out a rabbit)
Once you get it, then you double it and keep stackin’ (Yeah)

I really know some n#gg#s, they made millions off of packages (Yeah)
These n#gg#s stealin’ drip and yeah, I think I’m finna patent it
Ten chains, ten whips, they say I’m on that rapper sh#t
I used to make plays on top of plays, paid menace sh#t

I’m self-made, counterfeit-ass n#gg#s, I can’t hang wit’ ’em
Throwin’ shade, gang-gang, ain’t gon’ let you get away with it (Uh-uh)
Throwin’ shade ’bout a b#tch, these n#gg#s wearing capes and sh#t
Yeah, I can’t save no b#tch, I can’t save no ho

Yeah, I get paid my n#gg#, can’t pay attention to no ho
Yeah, I just made a M, tryna make it again, times fo’
And they like, “What’s up with him?” b#tch, you already know (Yeah)
I hustle like my momma but I’m gangster like my daddy (Yeah)

I ran that money up and now it’s bustin’ through the attic (Yeah)
Yeah, now a n#gg# up, yeah, b#tch, I’m up, never took a Addy
Yeah, trappin’ #ss, rappin’ #ss, n#gg#, been had GRAMMYs
G-GRAMMYs

Been had GRAMMYs (Yeah)
Trappin’ #ss, rappin’ #ss, n#gg#, been had GRAMMYs
Trappin’ #ss, rappin’ #ss, n#gg#, been had, ayy
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Release Year: 2022