Deniro Farrar, Mack Shine, Nacho Picasso, Gucci Mane - Keys lyrics
Gucci Mane [Radric Delantic Davis] Bessemer, Alabama, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Deniro Farrar, Mack Shine, Nacho Picasso, Gucci Mane - Keys lyrics]
My nigga, I don't do push-ups
Just pick-ups and drop-offs
With a bad bitch, getting topped off
You try me and get knocked off
For a whole brick of that white soft
Get outlined in that white chalk
Two bowls of loud for the
Randy Moss, my niggas shoot
They don't never talk
Jays run up to the car when I pull up, nigga
? I cook up, nigga
Fuck naw, ain't no hook up, nigga
AK got your block shook up, nigga
Yo' bitch on my meat
She gave me her door key
Only known me for one week
Now that's where my work be
Full of bad bitches, y'all niggas and G's
My enemies be on my dick
They look like groupies to me
My bad, that's your girlfriend
Then why she leaving with me?
We ain't dated a week but still
She gave me a key
I seen your homeboy picture, man
A gram of the three
I told him count them bands up
I gotta sell me a key
And even though you see me
MTV Jam of the Week
I got the stupid and rich game
A nigga ever done seen
I got the kangaroo money
Bout to jump off my jeans
I call a hundred thousand dollars
I was just in my timbs
NBA money, nigga, this just one of my rings
You say your nigga gettin' money
That ain't no money to me
Hopped up out the coffin
Gold fangs like I'm Blackula
Poked my bitch in the back and
Told her work the spatula
Then I took a piss, I have farted
I have flatulence
I be fucking all these hoes
I don't practice abstinence
Ask your friend, I'm masculine
The boppers keep on hasslin'
I'm Mexican on mescaline, stressin' him
Crescent kid
Pedestrians be steppin' in cause I
Don't look that threatenin'
Baby-faced assassin, I throw tantrums
I be flashin'
I get high 'fore I get dressed
Does that mean that I'm high fashion?
Self-esteem high
I be high when I be braggin'
Breathin' like a dragon, beat him
Leave him where he standin'
Sniff that white
Susan Sarandon or that young Dakota Fanning
I been guappin' off this coca so
I'm choppin' up this yola
If somebody try to take it
Then it's "Dame me pistola"
I'm a rocker and a roller
There'll be problems when we show up
We don't talk much we just blow up
(we don't talk much we just blow up)
Everybody 'round here know us for the
Way we keep it P me and Nacho P be flavin'
Extra wavy in the sea
Your homegirls won't give it up cause they
Gon' save that shit for me
To sum it up your motherfuckers is
As basic as can be
I don't care she with you tonight
The next day she'll be with me
And you really should be payin' me
This game here isn't free
You gon' say that shit to her
Why don't you say that shit to me
Just know I got them good hands
From all this playing this key, boy
Just pick-ups and drop-offs
With a bad bitch, getting topped off
You try me and get knocked off
For a whole brick of that white soft
Get outlined in that white chalk
Two bowls of loud for the
Randy Moss, my niggas shoot
They don't never talk
Jays run up to the car when I pull up, nigga
? I cook up, nigga
Fuck naw, ain't no hook up, nigga
AK got your block shook up, nigga
Yo' bitch on my meat
She gave me her door key
Only known me for one week
Now that's where my work be
Full of bad bitches, y'all niggas and G's
My enemies be on my dick
They look like groupies to me
My bad, that's your girlfriend
Then why she leaving with me?
We ain't dated a week but still
She gave me a key
I seen your homeboy picture, man
A gram of the three
I told him count them bands up
I gotta sell me a key
And even though you see me
MTV Jam of the Week
I got the stupid and rich game
A nigga ever done seen
I got the kangaroo money
Bout to jump off my jeans
I call a hundred thousand dollars
I was just in my timbs
NBA money, nigga, this just one of my rings
You say your nigga gettin' money
That ain't no money to me
Hopped up out the coffin
Gold fangs like I'm Blackula
Poked my bitch in the back and
Told her work the spatula
Then I took a piss, I have farted
I have flatulence
I be fucking all these hoes
I don't practice abstinence
Ask your friend, I'm masculine
The boppers keep on hasslin'
I'm Mexican on mescaline, stressin' him
Crescent kid
Pedestrians be steppin' in cause I
Don't look that threatenin'
Baby-faced assassin, I throw tantrums
I be flashin'
I get high 'fore I get dressed
Does that mean that I'm high fashion?
Self-esteem high
I be high when I be braggin'
Breathin' like a dragon, beat him
Leave him where he standin'
Sniff that white
Susan Sarandon or that young Dakota Fanning
I been guappin' off this coca so
I'm choppin' up this yola
If somebody try to take it
Then it's "Dame me pistola"
I'm a rocker and a roller
There'll be problems when we show up
We don't talk much we just blow up
(we don't talk much we just blow up)
Everybody 'round here know us for the
Way we keep it P me and Nacho P be flavin'
Extra wavy in the sea
Your homegirls won't give it up cause they
Gon' save that shit for me
To sum it up your motherfuckers is
As basic as can be
I don't care she with you tonight
The next day she'll be with me
And you really should be payin' me
This game here isn't free
You gon' say that shit to her
Why don't you say that shit to me
Just know I got them good hands
From all this playing this key, boy