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young dolph & key glock - a goat & a dolphin lyrics
[intro: key glock]
glizock (cldhrt)
(let the band play) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
ayy
[verse 1: key glock]
still on that gang sh_t, no lame sh_t, no, i can’t trust a thot
i’m paper chasin’, my bank big, you can tell just by these rocks
you know i pop sh_t, i talk sh_t, ’cause i gets a lot of guap
you know my neck and wrist is real water, yeah, alkaline and voss (yeah)
uh, money, money, money gettin’ taller and these choppas we got is the largest
yeah, mr. glock, lil’ b_tch, i’m the sergeant, you don’t really, really, really want problems
nah, you don’t really, really, really want problems
send you to the gates, n_gga, motherf_ck a doctor
choppas on choppas, you don’t wanna get chopped up
who is that? yeah, it’s a goat and a dolphin, uh
[verse 2: young dolph & key glock]
choppas on choppas, yeah
choppas on choppas on choppas on choppas (fire)
smoke like a rasta (yeah), my b_tch ass fat and so if my pockets (yeah)
everybody know (what?), i keep a bankroll on me and a rocket (uh)
ain’t no leg, no (uh_uh), i’m aimin’ straight at your motherf_ckin’ noggin (fire)
(yeah, yeah) no innocent bystanders, i hit my target (got ’em)
keep a chopper in the closet (uh)
i brought my fire in the party (uh)
wear chrome heart like ed hardy (d_mn)
promethazine, it got me nodding’ (d_mn)
baby look just like a goddess (bad)
but i don’t give a f_ck ’cause i’m heartless, yeah, yeah (the f_ck?)
[verse 3: key glock]
uh, i’ll never change ’cause i’m just too solid (yeah)
stuck in my ways, got a pistol in the party (yeah)
dumb, dumb money, i’m goin’ r_t_rded
i’m havin’ my way and they say i’m toxic
i’m straight off the block, i ain’t never had a wallet (uh)
two straps on me, yeah, drake and josh
ayy, shout_out to my opps
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, middle fingers to the cops (yeah)
these n_ggas hatin’ on the kid (what?), tell these n_ggas stop (yeah)
i told my teacher, “when i grow up, i wanna be like glock”
now it’s a couple years later, b_tch, look at your boy
i just pulled up in that lambo truck, then lift up my door
b_tch, i get that dough, i get that dough, i can’t get annulled
these b_tches and these haters know what’s up, yeah, they know it’s us (glizock)
i be throwin’ bullets just like brady, come and catch a slug
[verse 4: young dolph]
throwin’ bullets just like brady, throwin’ bullets just like brady
fry your ass like some bacon, fry your ass just like some bacon
seen him on the e_way, flipped him, now i don’t think he gon’ make it
naw i ain’t the type of n_gga to ask for sh_t ’cause i’ma take it
in my spizot, countin’ mula, b_tches walkin’ around naked
remember i used to share my clothes with my cousin, i used to hate it (d_mn)
i went and found me a plug (run it up), motherf_ck that paycheck (f_ck all that)
everyday i wake up (what?), i’m like, “where that cake at?”
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