A. Nayaka - Gimme The Keys lyrics

Hey you just hand that shit
Everything the whole thing with
The whole key chain, and everything

Gimme the keys to the drop top
I still need me a Mercedes (whoa)
I went to school with the hard knocks
But i still met me some ladies
I was too young, pants saggy
Back outta recess in second grade (ok)
Look at the time (look)
Don't got the time to be passing
Batons, Just passing the time
I'm fucking a bitch outta Boca Raton (ok)
She losing her mind (mind)
'Cause she giving me head
I woke up a different man
Stumbling when I'm walking out the bed
Looking out the window looking at feds

Yeah, yeah they call me The Don (Don)
And shit outta line (line)
Gon' put you away now
Stashing a body I put it outside
'Cause I do not go (I do not go)
Straight to the morgue (straight to)
My shooter a car away
That should not be your concern
I seen and did it all
(yeah) I watched you raised and fall (yeah)
So what you didn't know
(yeah) that's what you don't know
Something that you never heard, man
I'm coming with the burner
Don't be stepping on my turf
Theirs something that you gotta learn
Something that you never heard

Gimme the keys to the drop top
I still need me a Mercedes (whoa)
I went to school with the hard knocks
But i still met me some ladies
I was too young, pants saggy
Back outta recess in second grade (ok)
Look at the time (look)
Don't got the time to be passing
Batons, Just passing the time
I'm fucking a bitch outta Boca Raton (ok)
She losing her mind (mind)
'Cause she giving me head
I woke up a different man
Stumbling when I'm walking out the bed
Looking out the window
Looking at feds (looking at feds)

Yeah, yeah so I came to the faucet (faucet)
But I'm outta my conscious
(outta my conscious) i'm outta my mind
I'm stacking money like I
Pulled off a robbery
'Cause anything goes (anything goes)
My Hennessy flow (Hennessy flow)
I open a bank account just to
Say i got a bank account
Burning a check only bank amounts
You making the same the kids allow
But ain't nobody gotta know (Who it is?)
Who that be poppin' the tags
Who that be rockin' the racks
Pulled up in brand new Mercedes
My MBUX goin' crazy (oh hi Mercedes)
Hop out the plane outta Bali
I'm drippin' the silk of Versace (yeah)
Went straight pass the customs
Paranoid smell something (mhm)
Paranoid smell a whole lotta money in the bag
(Goddamn) paranoid not thinking straight
Paranoid think I'ma break (ok)

Gimme the keys to the drop top
I still need me a Mercedes (whoa)
I went to school with the hard knocks
But i still met me some ladies
I was too young, pants saggy
Back outta recess in second grade (ok)
Look at the time (look)
Don't got the time to be passing
Batons, Just passing the time
I'm fucking a bitch outta Boca Raton (ok)
She losing her mind (mind)
'Cause she giving me head
I woke up a different man
Stumbling when I'm walking out the bed
Looking out the window
Looking at feds (looking at feds)