letra de blessed - key glock
glizzock
big glock
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
ceeo, turn that beat up
young n-gg- turnt up, never gave a f-ck (b-tch)
straight drop, no cut, b-tch, i’m dope as f-ck, yeah
and i keep my thunder, i shoot like russell, yeah (fire)
bust you like a gusher, you know what’s up, yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), ridin’ ’round duckin’ feds, yeah
ridin’ ’round gettin’ this bread, yeah
young n-gg- gettin’ this check, yeah
i flex on my ex, yeah, that sh-t feel the best, yeah
came up from finessin’, now young n-gg- blessed, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
hit his -ss with lead, fire, aim at head, no legs, fire
your b-tch in my bed, bop, give me head, no legs, nah
flintstone, make her bed rock, you can call me fred glock
duck, i see 12 car, i pulled off like a nascar (skrrt)
foreign whip, blast off, no cap, cash talk (yeah)
“why the f-ck you sag, glock?” ’cause i work my -ss off (racks)
you see all this cash, dawg, it’s pokin’ out when i walk (yeah)
just ignore my last call, i was in somethin’ thick like eggnog
n-gg-, you’s a small ball, yao ming racks, i stack it tall
choppers just like lysol (okay), pull up, spray at all y’all (fire)
i can let them hundreds off, but i just make one call
young n-gg- turnt up, never gave a f-ck (b-tch, glizzock)
straight drop, no cut, b-tch, i’m dope as f-ck, yeah
and i keep my thunder, i shoot like russell, yeah (fire)
bust you like a gusher, you know what’s up, yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), ridin’ ’round duckin’ feds, yeah
ridin’ ’round gettin’ this bread, yeah
young n-gg- gettin’ this check, yeah
i flex on my ex, yeah, that sh-t feel the best, yeah
came up from finessin’, now young n-gg- blessed, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
young n-gg- blessed, jesus piece, vs, ooh
play this sh-t like chess,
b-tch you f-ckin’ with the best, ooh (glock)
ain’t i, ain’t i fresh? b-tch, i’m nothin’ like the rest, ooh (no)
fly like a jet, drippin’ sauce, i made a mess, ooh
forties and kel-tecs, break them sticks out like kit kats, ooh
most these rappers wack, they gon’ f-ck around and get whacked, ooh
stomp ’em like a frat, chopper like a lumberjack, ooh
young n-gg- turnt up, never gave a f-ck (b-tch)
straight drop, no cut, b-tch, i’m dope as f-ck, yeah
and i keep my thunder, i shoot like russell, yeah (fire)
bust you like a gusher, you know what’s up, yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), ridin’ ’round duckin’ feds, yeah
ridin’ ’round gettin’ this bread, yeah
young n-gg- gettin’ this check, yeah
i flex on my ex, yeah, that sh-t feel the best, yeah
came up from finessin’, now young n-gg- blessed, yeah
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