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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Key Glock
Key Glock
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bandplay
Bandplay
Producer
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I walk up in the party, money bustin' out my pockets
Rubber bands, these ain't no wallets, ooh, yeah, bitch I'm so cocky, uh
I'm chillin' with some thotties, but these bitches look like barbies
I just threw a slumber party, all these hos just give me noggin', uh
[Verse 2]
I just bought two choppas, two K's, Kendall, Kylie
If you play then I'm poppin', diamonds sparklin', I'm so cocky, yeah-yeah
I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky, yeah, bitch
I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky (Yeah, bitch)
[Verse 3]
I'm-I'm so cocky, bitch, I'm poppin', water faucet on my wrist
Globetrotters, bitch, we ballin', nun' but shottas, we don't miss
Drop the top, then left the lot, yeah, I just did that shit again
Got the top, dropped off yo thot, yeah, I just did that shit again
[Verse 4]
Ooh, knots on me, I ride with big chops on me
Ooh, shots on me, I got all these shots on me
Ooh, rocks on me, I got all these rocks on me
Ooh, thots on me, get your ho up off of me
[Verse 5]
I'm the talk of the town, turn his smile into a frown
Play with Glock, it's goin' down, but Young Joc is not around
Get stomped like I'm from A town, but I'm south Memphis bound
We shoot dices, we shoot rounds, shoot, shoot, yeah
[Verse 6]
I walk up in the party, money bustin' out my pockets
Rubber bands, these ain't no wallets, ooh, yeah, bitch I'm so cocky, uh
I'm chillin' with some thotties, but these bitches look like barbies
I just threw a slumber party, all these hos just give me noggin', uh
[Verse 7]
I just bought two choppas, two K's, Kendall, Kylie
If you play then I'm poppin', diamonds sparklin', I'm so cocky, yeah-yeah
I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky, yeah, bitch
I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky
[Verse 8]
Yeah, I got my mojo, M-O-B the motto
I gave your ho a sore throat, yeah, that bitch is so gross
She told me that my dick dope, filled my Backwood up with dope
****, you don't want smoke, ****, I got free smoke
Go ask yo bitch, yeah, I'm the man, Grants and Jacksons in my pants
All my clothes came in from France, shootin' like I'm from Iran
Yeah, you know we Taliban, kill your mans, don't give a damn
We ain't the same, you a clown, you ain't gang, so move around
All my jewelry bust down, this shit weigh 'bout thirty pounds
Gotta keep me thirty rounds, ballin' hard, these **** foul
Got a pack from outta town, trap them grams up out my gram's
Damn, I feel like Chris Brown, tell that bitch, look at me now, Glock
[Verse 9]
I walk up in the party, money bustin' out my pockets
Rubber bands, these ain't no wallets, ooh, yeah, bitch I'm so cocky, uh
I'm chillin' with some thotties, but these bitches look like barbies
I just threw a slumber party, all these hos just give me noggin', uh
[Verse 10]
I just bought two choppas, two K's, Kendall, Kylie
If you play then I'm poppin', diamonds sparklin', I'm so cocky, yeah-yeah
I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky, yeah, bitch
I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky (Yeah, bitch)
Written by: Key Glock
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