OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Key Glock "Russian Cream" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)
Watch Key Glock "Russian Cream" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video) on YouTube

Featured In

Listen to Glock Bond by Key Glock
ALBUMGlock BondKey Glock
Listen to Key Glock Essentials featuring Key Glock
PLAYLISTKey Glock EssentialsApple Music
Listen to Memphis Hip-Hop Essentials featuring Key Glock
PLAYLISTMemphis Hip-Hop EssentialsApple Music Hip-Hop
Listen to Kansas City Chiefs: Gameday featuring Key Glock
PLAYLISTKansas City Chiefs: GamedayApple Music
Listen to Ep. 58 OVO SOUND RADIO Playlist featuring Key Glock
PLAYLISTEp. 58 OVO SOUND RADIO PlaylistOVO SOUND RADIO
Listen to Ep. 67 OVO SOUND RADIO Playlist featuring Key Glock
PLAYLISTEp. 67 OVO SOUND RADIO PlaylistOVO SOUND RADIO
Listen to Tay Keith: The Producers featuring Key Glock
PLAYLISTTay Keith: The ProducersApple Music Hip-Hop
Listen to Minnesota Vikings: Gameday featuring Key Glock
PLAYLISTMinnesota Vikings: GamedayApple Music
Listen to Teddy Walton: The Producers featuring Key Glock
PLAYLISTTeddy Walton: The ProducersApple Music Hip-Hop
Listen to Ari Morris: The Engineers featuring Key Glock
PLAYLISTAri Morris: The EngineersApple Music Hip-Hop

Top Songs By Key Glock

Credits

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

Lyrics

[Intro]
Aye, I need some more Russians
Yeah, a five pack
[Verse 1]
I got big rocks jumpin' out my brand new Patek watch
Ice ice baby, uh-huh, I got a whole lot
****, you's a nobody, you ain't got no bodies
These **** they know 'bout it, these **** know 'bout me
[Chorus]
Step up on the scene
Diamonds bling, these hoes scream
Checkerboard Louie V
I'm so fresh and so clean clean
Stuff them bands in my jeans
Slap them thirties in them things
Pull the trigger, let it sing
Then go smoke a Russian cream
[Verse 2]
I got money blue and green
Drop them racks on double G's
Yeah, I'm a Gucci fiend
Feel like Tarzan, all these trees
I get so high I can't breathe
Like LeBron, bitch, I'm a king
But I never leave my heat
Yeah, what the fuck you mean?
[Verse 3]
Hop in and hear the exhaust
Hit the gas, watch me get lost
Tell that bitch keep on her drawers, yeah
'Cause you know I want them jaws, yeah
No, you can't text or can't call, no
I got a bitch at the house, yeah
Give that ho straight to my dawg, yeah
Dunk that ho like basketball, uh
[Verse 4]
You know I'm all 'bout my figures
Young **** gettin' them digits
Young **** goin' gorilla
I heard you be talkin' that peeler
Boy, you know you not no killer
My chopper eat **** for dinner
My diamonds is ill, make you shiver
This codeine is eatin' my liver
[Verse 5]
Uh, duh, I drink mud, yeah, pourin' just because
On my rose I spent a dub, yeah, shinin' like a bug
Buy that shit, don't give a fuck
Yeah, this hustlin' in my blood
My heart cold, can't show no love
Yeah, my grandma raised a thug
Yeah, I bought them racks out
Everything I cashed out
Left the lot, I smashed out
Come get your boss and cash out
Get high till I pass out
From the back, she pass out
Pull her tracks, she tap out
Big Glock make 'em spazz out
[Chorus]
Step up on the scene
Diamonds bling, these hoes scream
Checkerboard Louie V
I'm so fresh and so clean clean
Stuff them bands in my jeans
Slap them thirties in them things
Pull the trigger, let it sing
Then go smoke a Russian cream
Written by: Key Glock

Shazam Footer

Select language:

Company

Legal

Google Play Store
Apple App Store
Chrome Web Store
Galaxy Store

Follow Us

© Copyright 2025 Apple Inc. and its affiliates | Supplier Responsibility
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out