Lyrics Key Glock – Loaded
Text:
Woah, Kenny!
Ay
What’s up doggy I got carrots
Diamonds on my wrist jump around like a rabbit
Chilling with a baddie now my ex bitch jealous
Yeah, flexing so hard now my friends say I’m petty
Uh, everybody know that I’m a bad bitch bandit
Yeah, I be fly as fuck ain’t no telling when I’m landing
Yeah this shit getting epic, my wrist on atlantic
Oh shit, foreign whip coasting, sipping potion, moving slow motion
Got me like «Oh shit» might start dozing
Wrist start hurting, put ice on my rollie
Racks not folding, pants get swollen
My Rolls Royce spent 20 on a motion
Drop like soldiers, bitch you know it
Bank account says my guns loaded
Yeah!
Smoke a lot of weed like I grow it
Got old money, ain’t moldy, yeah
Jewelry game get a bitch cozy, ouu
So so smooth no lotion, yeah
Ride around town with a toaster, uh
Yeah bitch Imma pop up for the bread
Lil nigga you do the mostest
That’s what this dumb bitch just said
Fucked on the floor made her fall off the bed
Ayy before you go, can I get some more head?
Ayy, kicked out the door, and I hopped in my benz
Then I do it again but this time with her friend
Yeah, I told that bitch I’m the creme de la creme
Yeah, I told that bitch that I’m the best that there is
Yeah, I told that bitch that she knows what it is
I spent a million on ice just to chill
Got some more water, might buy some gills
Yeah they be like this lil nigga is ill
Yeah they be like this lil nigga for real
Uh, off the porch right to the field
Yeah, I’m rich and still ride with my steel
Yeah, I put crystal balls on my ears
Uh, I’m balling hard bitch I got skills
Ay
Whats up doggy I got carrots
Diamonds on my wrist jump around like a rabbit
Catch me out in traffic with them choppas I’m a savage
Chilling with a baddie now my ex bitch jealous
Yeah, flexing so hard now my friends say I’m petty
Uh, everybody know that I’m a bad bitch bandit
Yeah, I be fly as fuck ain’t no telling when I’m landing
Yeah this shit getting epic, my wrist on atlantic
Oh shit, foreign whip coasting, sipping potion, moving slow motion
Got me like «Oh shit» might start dozing
Wrist start hurting, put ice on my rollie
Racks not folding, pants get swollen
My rolls froze spent 20 on a motion
Drop like soldiers, bitch you know it
Bank account says my guns loaded
Yeah! Yeah!
Album
Key Glock – Yellow Tape
