Key Glock - 712AM lyrics

(8, Wheezy outta here)

Sitting in the back of
The Benz sipping drizzank
I been going crazy running in
And out the bizzank
If it wasn't for Google, mane
That bitch wouldn't know my real name
Drop the Lamb truck on my watch
You can go ask Pristine
Let the doors swing on the Lambo, yeah
This a rich thing having too much money
My accountant start complaining
I drink all this mud, no, I can't help it
It's my boo thing
Oh, this nigga said he gon'
Do what? Well, I'm like, "Okay"
(Haha, what's up pussy?)

Money so long I been gettin'
It on, yeah, nigga, i been going dumb
(yeah) i been going dumb, still going dumb
I been running this shit up (yeah)
Big Goyard bag full of cash
Now this bitch wanna come fuck
Straight out south Memphis
Ain't shit changed
I still might hit me a lick (yeah)
I bought that T-Rex with my tour money
Barely drive that bitch (yeah)
Wockhardt by the PT
They hate me when I drink that shit (Wock)
I know you see thesе diamonds
Hitting behind this president tint

Evеry time I pull up they be like
"Who the fuck is him?" (Uh)
I been getting richer and
Richer like every year (yeah)
Stuck in the streets, stuck in my ways, yeah
It's no way out (Uh)
Sleep with a big K by the bed
And got one by the couch
I'm all in Europe, now I'm touring
That little nigga like to flex
The McLaren doing the dash
I'm trying my best here not to wreck
I got Wocky
I got Akorn but I love the Tussionex
Got a Rolls Royce on my neck
This bitch came from Elliot
Damn near gave that bro a mill'
Just to ice out my chest
This ho lyin' about a kid
I should've never touched that bitch
I got hoes, some of 'em are
Married, I don't even care
Them bitches loose
I got fentanyl in my diamonds
That's another reason they blue
I don't even care what
These niggas talkin' about
None of that shit gon' work
I got some real hitters
Yeah, some real hitters
They gon' put a nigga on a shirt
You think a nigga like me give a fuck
About fame? I got it out the dirt
I gotta take this shit up with God
'cause I put God (yeah) first
I got this motherfuckin' new Hellcat
I ain't drove it since it came out (Hm)
Couple of bad bitches, they tens
Still can't come up in my house (No)
Stacked this shit up to the ceiling
Dolph had to me that himself
Niggas still hatin' on me, I
Fucked this bitch last year, boy

(Money so long I been gettin'
It on, yeah, nigga, i been going dumb)
Money so long I been gettin'
It on, yeah, nigga, i been going dumb
I been going dumb, still going dumb
I been running this shit up (Uh)
Big Goyard bag full of cash
Now this bitch wanna come fuck (yeah)
Straight out south Memphis
Ain't shit changed
I still might hit me a lick (Uh)
I bought that T-Rex with my tour money
Barely drive that bitch (yeah)
Wockhardt by the PT
They hate me when I drink that shit (Wock)
I know you see these diamonds
Hitting behind this president tint

Yeah, sitting in the back of
The Benz sipping drizzank
I been going crazy
You can catch me at the bizzank
I drink all this mud, no, I can't help it
It's my boo thing
Niggas said they gon' do what
To who? Well, I'm like, "Okay"