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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Key Glock
Key Glock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Lavonta Parker
Brandon Lavonta Parker
Composer
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Sosa 808
Sosa 808
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sosa 808 made it
[Verse 2]
Glock!
[Verse 3]
The fuck?
[Verse 4]
If it ain't about money, it ain't no discussion
Got the pocket rocket, no time for tussling
All this money got these bitches in love with me
Wanna fuck me baby but ain't no cuddling
Pillow talking, choppa chop ya like bucket shit
Let it burn, let it burn yeah, that Usher shit
I'm ballin' hard, ****, it ain't no sucker shit
Money talk yours funny Chris tucker shit
[Verse 5]
**** hate me but these bitches be lovin' it
Talking 'bout you ballin' boy you be fumbling
Pull up thirty deep, yeah, royal rumblin'
Sexy tag on the back had to nut on it
Lumberjack from the back when I'm cuttin it
Got these big ass choppas, we like some Russians
Cookie backwood, I'm pouring up tussin'
Got my MC Hammer, you can not touch me
[Verse 6]
They do what I say, yeah, they call me Glock Bama
Like second plate boy, you better not run up
I'm getting cake and ain't talkin 'bout funnel
I get more head than some goddamn bundles
Finesse him quick, he a duck call him Donald
Don't trust a soul, got that from my mama
Don't trust a soul, put that on my mama
Hell nah, uh uh
[Verse 7]
Fuck these **** hatin', I'ma get this paper
I ain't savin' bitches, I be savin' paper
I cock then shoot like McGrady
All my **** G's, I ain't talkin Mason
I just left from Portland ballin' like a blazer
My **** pocket watching know they'll take it
Bullets comin' hot just like the queso
Pull up foreigns and you know we had to race 'em
[Verse 8]
I'm a big dog, baby, you call me Clifford
Got a fn squeezing like lemons
Watch the **** 'cause they turning like Timmy
I'm on this paper route, you know the business
I'm the goat, **** don't call me Billy
I'm 'bout a buy it ****, it ain't no lending
Young rich **** act like some gremlins
Got your bitch open wide like the dentist
[Verse 9]
Since a youngin' bitch I been 'bout the loot
She ain't let me fuck, she blew me like soup
Tropicana call and I got the juice
I can hotbox in a coupe with no roof
Big backwoods blow like a flute
Glock hard when I cook and I shoot
Keep the rocket, let it pop like balloons
Your rent's due, ****, it's time to move
[Verse 10]
Out the mud, now I pouring in public
Sipping mud blowing bud with my buddies
Flipping hoes with my boys like the Dudley's
Skinny **** but my pockets is chubby
Ain't about money, it ain't no discussion
Ain't talkin' money, ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Don't give me somethin' I want all or nothin'
Don't give me somethin' I want all or nothin'
Written by: Brandon Lavonta Parker, Markeyvius LaShun Cathey

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