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key glock - money habits كلمات أغنية

[intro]
gettin’ money is a habit (yeah)
these n_ggas sneak dissin’, throwin’ shots like i won’t catch it (glizock)
i life live up on the edge, b_tch, that chopper sing like janet (uh, cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat la familia)
yeah, i’m ’bout to set some glue traps, i heard these n_ggas rattin’ (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
ayy, gettin’ money is a habit
these n_ggas sneak dissin’, throwin’ shots like i won’t catch it (the f_ck?)
i life live up on the edge, b_tch, that chopper sing like janet (fah, fah, fah)
yeah, i’m ’bout to set some gluе traps, i heard these n_ggas rattin’

[verse 1]
ayy, don’t tеll me that you love me baby, get my name tatted (mwah)
ayy, i still be with some n_ggas that be soul and chain sn_tchin’ (yeah)
multi_million dollar n_gga but i still keep that ratchet (yeah)
even when i’m grey and old i’ma still be pistol packin’ (the f_ck?)
i’ma still sip on codeine if i can (phew, phew)
glizock be that n_gga that got shooters on demand (yeah)
i can get you hit up while my feet up in the sand (yeah)
my lil’ bro he got guns, look like they from afghanistan (yeah)
gettin’ money ain’t that hard, all you need is a plan (plan)
all i think about is money, i need to get a cat scan (yeah)
diamonds jumpin’ off the top rope like rob van dam
i keep that if you know you know, a n_gga run up, man down (fah, fah, fah, fah, let’s go)
yeah, i ain’t never lackin’ (uh_uh)
i ain’t worried ’bout these n_ggas, i’m too busy stackin’ (yeah)
i ain’t worried ’bout these b_tches, i’m too busy stackin’ (yeah)
i jumped up off the porch and turned into a cash addict (yeah)
gettin’ money is my habit (ayy, uhh)
[chorus]
ayy, gettin’ money is a habit (yeah)
these n_ggas sneak dissin’, throwin’ shots like i won’t catch it (the f_ck?)
i life live up on the edge, b_tch, that chopper sing like janet (fah, fah, fah, fah)
yeah, i’m ’bout to set some glue traps, i heard these n_ggas rattin’

[verse 2]
baby get my name tatted (mwah), if you really love me (love me)
skinny_ass n_gga from south memphis, pockets chubby (yeah)
ayy, who left the water runnin’? (huh?)
all my diamonds flooded (yeah)
they call me mr. glock, lil’ boy, don’t make me press that b_tton (yeah)
ayy, this sh_t can get ugly (ugly), this sh_t can go bad (yeah)
i’ve been goin’ to get this paper, these n_ggas be goin’ out sad (yeah)
ayy, before i leave this earth (earth), i’m tryin’ to put a billion in my stash (stash, yeah)
ayy, i’m on my road to riches (skrrt, skrrt), my foot still up on the gas (yeah)
yeah, i’m still up on their ass, i gotta let ’em have it (uh)
yeah, i keep that sh_t on, some people think it’s tacky
she trynna get her freak on, just don’t know how to ask me (uh_huh)
p_ssy yellow diamonds i told elliot this sh_t nasty (the f_ck?)

[chorus]
ayy, gettin’ money is a habit (yeah)
these n_ggas sneak dissin’, throwin’ shots like i won’t catch it (the f_ck?)
i life live up on the edge, b_tch, that chopper sing like janet (fah, fah, fah)
yeah, i’m ’bout to set some glue traps, i heard these n_ggas rattin’
[outro]
ayy, don’t tell me that you love me baby, get my name tatted (mwah)
ayy, i still be with some n_ggas that be soul and chain sn_tchin’ (yeah)
multi_million dollar n_gga but i still keep that ratchet (fah)
even when i’m grey and old i’ma still be pistol packin’
yeah
5l

- key glock

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