letra de da truth - key glock
[intro]
zone 6 n-gga, pyrex whippa (pyrex)
glizock
ayy
[chorus]
they say roses are red but my fn tips are blue
i put money over b-tches i dont know ’bout you
i get money with my n-ggas i dont know ’bout you
glizock handle business n-gga that ain’t nothing new
winter time ridin’ with no roof
or catch me in the summer in a moncler in my coupe
it’s big glock and these lil’ boys can’t do the sh-t that i do
it’s big glock n-gga and i got the motherf-ckin’ juice
[bridge]
it’s big glock and you know i got the motherf-ckin’ tool
it’s big glock and you know i let that motherf-cka loose
it’s big glock i ain’t playin’ by no motherf-ckin’ rules
it’s big glock and yo’ b-tch say i’m the motherf-ckin’ truth
[verse]
i just dropped a deuce of codeine in my mountain dew
this sh-t got me high as f-ck i need a parachute
this sh-t got me wired up i’m tryna keep my cool
dumb b-tch had tried her luck i told her i ain’t no fool
they say roses are red where this bankroll on me blue
i been flexin’ so hard i ain’t got sh-t else to do
yeah, i been flexin’ so hard i ain’t got sh-t else to do
yeah, but ball on these hatin’ ass n-ggas, ain’t sh-t to it
i’m straight up out the trenches, my diamonds came from a jewish
and i can’t trust these b-tches, these b-tches be havin’ cooties
they say money don’t grow on trees, i got it then i grew it
im cutthroat forreal babygirl, this not a movement
yeah, this a lifestyle, i’m strapped right now
choppas on me right now, lil’ n-gga pipe down
i shine like a lighthouse, yeah b-tch i’m iced out
i shine like a lighthouse, yeah b-tch i’m iced out
[chorus]
they say roses are red but my fn tips are blue
i put money over b-tches i don’t know ’bout you
i get money with my n-ggas i don’t know ’bout you
glizock handle business n-gga that ain’t nothing new
winter time ridin’ with no roof
or catch me in the summer in a moncler in my coupe
it’s big glock and these lil’ boys can’t do the sh-t that i do
it’s big glock n-gga and i got the motherf-ckin’ juice
[outro]
it’s big glock and you know i got the motherf-ckin’ tool
it’s big glock and you know i let that motherf-cka loose
it’s big glock i ain’t playin’ by no motherf-ckin’ rules
it’s big glock and yo’ b-tch say i’m the motherf-ckin’ truth
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