Key Glock - Play For Keeps lyrics
[Key Glock - Play For Keeps lyrics]
Ah huh
Yeah (Sledgren)
I dropped a four in my iced tea, okay
And now it taste sweet (yeah, yeah)
I'm chasin' dreams like I'm Meek
The mils is all that I see
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Jumped off the porch, yeah
With the torch, bitch
I was raised by the streets
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I was taught to play for keeps and
Don't let a ho play with me (yeah)
I eat the weak, I'm a beast
A bowl of rappers, I feast
You know they say talk is cheap
Well, I baguette'd my teeth
Got some new weapons for my team
You can't compare to my team
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who? Three letters, yeah, PRE (yeah)
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Money in my pocket
In my hand and on your head
(Your head, yeah)
You heard what I said, chopper
Knock off fades and dreads, uh
Cheatin' on my K
Sleepin with nina in the bed
Yeah, I'm walkin' with the dead
Benjamins up in my pants
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm ballin'
Diamonds dancing like Lance
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm ballin', yeah
My left wrist cost a Lamb' (yeah)
My left wrist cost a Lamb', yeah
My left wrist cost a Lamb', goddamn
(Skrrt, skrrt) goddamn, damn, goddamn
Goddamn, damn, damn, damn (The fuck?)
Goddamn, damn, damn, damn (yeah)
Damn, damn, damn, damn (Icy)
I dropped a four in my iced tea, okay
And now it taste sweet (yeah)
I'm chasin' dreams like I'm Meek
The mils is all that I see
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Jumped off the porch, yeah
With the torch, bitch
I was raised by the streets
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I was taught to play for keeps and
Don't let a ho play with me (Uh, uh)
Nickname my 223 TLC 'cause I
Creep with the heat (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got big ol' Glocks
We clear the spot and spin the block like CDs
(yeah, yeah, yeah) i stunt so hard, it look
Easy, you see white diamonds, i'm cheesin'
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Everything real, bitch, my grill cost a crib
(yeah) solitaires in my ears, bitch
(yeah) , look at this here (yeah)
Ayy, bitch, look at this here
(Look) , my diamonds
They crystal clear (Woo)
Yeah, my diamonds crystal clear (Ice, ice)
I caught you starin' like a deer (Bitch)
Come get your bitch, dawg, look
Down at my phone, got twenty missed calls
Rdin' with a hunnid shots
I got enough for all of y'all
Yeah, I ran it up and
Ain't look back ever since, dawg
I pull up in the yellow thang
With the yellow Richard Mille on, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I hop up out the yellow
With the yellow Richard on (Skrrt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the yellow Richard on
Yeah, I hop up out the yellow whip
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I dropped a four in my iced tea, okay
And now it taste sweet (yeah)
I'm chasin' dreams like I'm Meek
The mils is all that I see (yeah)
Jumped off the porch, yeah
With the torch, bitch
I was raised by the streets
Yeah, I was taught to play for keeps and
Don't let a ho play with me (Nah)
Yeah (Sledgren)
I dropped a four in my iced tea, okay
And now it taste sweet (yeah, yeah)
I'm chasin' dreams like I'm Meek
The mils is all that I see
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Jumped off the porch, yeah
With the torch, bitch
I was raised by the streets
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I was taught to play for keeps and
Don't let a ho play with me (yeah)
I eat the weak, I'm a beast
A bowl of rappers, I feast
You know they say talk is cheap
Well, I baguette'd my teeth
Got some new weapons for my team
You can't compare to my team
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who? Three letters, yeah, PRE (yeah)
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Money in my pocket
In my hand and on your head
(Your head, yeah)
You heard what I said, chopper
Knock off fades and dreads, uh
Cheatin' on my K
Sleepin with nina in the bed
Yeah, I'm walkin' with the dead
Benjamins up in my pants
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm ballin'
Diamonds dancing like Lance
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm ballin', yeah
My left wrist cost a Lamb' (yeah)
My left wrist cost a Lamb', yeah
My left wrist cost a Lamb', goddamn
(Skrrt, skrrt) goddamn, damn, goddamn
Goddamn, damn, damn, damn (The fuck?)
Goddamn, damn, damn, damn (yeah)
Damn, damn, damn, damn (Icy)
I dropped a four in my iced tea, okay
And now it taste sweet (yeah)
I'm chasin' dreams like I'm Meek
The mils is all that I see
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Jumped off the porch, yeah
With the torch, bitch
I was raised by the streets
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I was taught to play for keeps and
Don't let a ho play with me (Uh, uh)
Nickname my 223 TLC 'cause I
Creep with the heat (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got big ol' Glocks
We clear the spot and spin the block like CDs
(yeah, yeah, yeah) i stunt so hard, it look
Easy, you see white diamonds, i'm cheesin'
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Everything real, bitch, my grill cost a crib
(yeah) solitaires in my ears, bitch
(yeah) , look at this here (yeah)
Ayy, bitch, look at this here
(Look) , my diamonds
They crystal clear (Woo)
Yeah, my diamonds crystal clear (Ice, ice)
I caught you starin' like a deer (Bitch)
Come get your bitch, dawg, look
Down at my phone, got twenty missed calls
Rdin' with a hunnid shots
I got enough for all of y'all
Yeah, I ran it up and
Ain't look back ever since, dawg
I pull up in the yellow thang
With the yellow Richard Mille on, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I hop up out the yellow
With the yellow Richard on (Skrrt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the yellow Richard on
Yeah, I hop up out the yellow whip
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I dropped a four in my iced tea, okay
And now it taste sweet (yeah)
I'm chasin' dreams like I'm Meek
The mils is all that I see (yeah)
Jumped off the porch, yeah
With the torch, bitch
I was raised by the streets
Yeah, I was taught to play for keeps and
Don't let a ho play with me (Nah)