Lyrics:
I think I did It again
Jump on the same rake in jail
I never thought that I could be so jealous of you
Holding the keys I poured a glass
Now start
key, we locks
Get on my knees and talk to God, when I can't process all my thoughts
She been givin' me the look, ever sense, her lips, had touch, that
Slime da block
What I smoke its every opp
Carry glock 17 with a switch came with a stock
Carry ghost In the club I carry pole
All these bitches on my
bitch, she hella happy
She wait until you leave for work
Then leave a key for me under the welcome mat
And when I cum inside, she tell me, welcome back,
27 Club
Can't be caught up with no bitch can't put no seed in it
Sippin' Roxy in the function bitch, I'm leanin
I'm not using none of that shit,
Find me in the club
My heartbeat, like the sub
Give it up to temptation
Afraid you can't get enough?
It's such a risky business
Make sure you have
Mike
Scammers with me at the club
But now they just out of sight
Bitches waiting for me
To make the first move
They outta mind
Getting these bands from
acting like a recket
You walk around club
Get outta my face
You call me N word
Just for what
So I can snipe you
Two-one, left, right, straight in
truth be say I was chasing dat bag on a low key
De truth be say na only God fit to help you.
Shine your eyes na street we Dey no Dey do like say I never
tears.
If I'm the key then you're the lock
That open the door
Your boss on your ass
You with me while punching the clock
You say you wanna go back
they keep a stick tucked
You know I do the most
But, you don't do enough
Man I serve you wack hoes
Up on a light day
Feelin like Queen Key
Yeah, I'm
The roses blooming from Bette the wind beneath my wings
The queen's heart worth a million to a club of kings
An iron man to these bitches they call
insecurities will be the cause of our destruction
Told my mama fuck yo' keys all you do is push a button
And she love it
How can you love me thought I was a dub
jme lance et je fly comme une dove
Jveux plonger comme le Sparrow baby pas dans un love
Toujours à propos de bands lil man chase ses keys
Habitué de
into your mama house
Step Dad, put belt to ass, and kick you out your mama house
I ain't playin' sides with little boys and shit for strictly key
They
and they love my intellect
Fuck niggas low-key hatin', Cuz A been a threat
True to this, Not new to this, Boy I been a vet
2-0-4-0, We bout' to fuck it up
I
va in guerra
Con la polvere
Woah, wow
Questo non è un trend, è un fight club
Sto diventando forte mentre stai sul fent
White trash, occhi su di me
keys
Don't wanna see nothin' but bad tings
When I hit all the spots when I'm shoppin
With the six better show some respect
And I got the family all
Nu vrea să plece
Deși suntem aici de la ora zece
Fata petrece
Vrea să-mi facă un dans din nou
Intră- n club am pus ochii
Mă pierd cu firea desi
with the wind like
*wind sounds, haha*
For better or for worse I'm really in it
I've been searching for the keys
To find some peace, my mind a prison
a pat
And a vision for the way
A promoter with a bag
That will put me on a stage
I will play the club like im running out of spades
I wonder how
said I'd never love her right
I sing nah baby I don't need your love my gods alive
Crucifix to get fixed
We commit sin in six
In clubs with these chicks
shit,I'm in the club in my new shit
with my Girl She too thick,he look Too good let's get to it,I'm too drunk IM INTO IT now she got me wanting to do it
cuff a nigga
In his feeling's like, mm-hmm
Get the keys to this, mm-hmm
X-hoe piss, mm-mm
Which bitch get the broom-room
Look, let him do him
Or let him
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