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young dolph & key glock - thats how كلمات الأغنية

[intro: young dolph]
yeah, woah, yeah, woah, yeah, woah, yeah, woah, yeah
(let the bandplay)
ha (huh)
ayy
oh, you love that b_tch with all your heart, huh?
stupid_ass n_gga, ha

[chorus: young dolph]
nah, i could never ever, ever chase a b_tch (nah)
’cause i’m too busy chasin’ these millions (woo)
too much drip (drippy), too many whips (skrrt)
drop me a four, then take me a sip (raw)
it tastes too good, every day i say i quit (d_mn)
pull up in a challenger, lambo’ on my wrist (what?)
never gave a f_ck, yeah, that’s how i got rich (ayy)
thirty round clip, make ’em do a backflip (yeah, yeah)
[verse 1: young dolph]
get interrogated, i bet he gon’ squeal (ayy)
quarter mill’ just for these rocks in my ears (ayy)
girl, let me squeeze it and see if it’s real (woo)
freaky lil’ new york b_tch, call her lil kim (ayy)
i love that lil’ thing she do with her throat (ayy)
greatest of all time, call that b_tch the goat (ayy)
gettin’ richer and richer (what else?)
ball with my n_ggas (what else?)
smokin’ on zkittlez (uh)
neighborhood dealer, yeah, yeah
f_ck n_gga k!ller, yeah, yeah
bad b_tch getter
take her to the mall, spend cash with her (yeah, yeah)
met her in october (ayy, what’s your name?)
blocked her in november (ayy, block that b_tch)
don’t call me no more, b_tch, i’m recruitin’ all new hoes in december (ha, hey)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), fiend for that skrilla, lil’ n_gga (woo)
yeah (yeah), yeah, malcom x said, “by any means,” lil’ n_gga (i don’t give a f_ck)
cut a n_gga off in a heartbeat (a heartbeat)
too many n_ggas done crossed me (f_ck ’em)
everything i know, the streets taught me (the gutter)
everything i got, the streets bought me

[chorus: young dolph]
nah, i could never ever, ever chase a b_tch (nah)
’cause i’m too busy chasin’ these millions (woo)
too much drip (drippy), too many whips (skrrt)
drop me a four, then take me a sip (raw)
it tastes too good, every day i say i quit (d_mn)
pull up in a challenger, lambo’ on my wrist (what?)
never gave a f_ck, yeah, that’s how i got rich (ayy)
thirty round clip, make ’em do a backflip (yeah, yeah)
[verse 2: young dolph]
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
know a couple n_ggas want me locked up (p_ssy)
know a couple n_ggas want me dead (f_ck ’em)
my dog on the way back to the feds (d_mn, man)
two big booty b_tches in the bed (woo)
these neighborhood diamonds, they blue (frank)
i used to score packs for my piru n_gga (trap)
i see you in too many pictures with the opps, then it’s f_ck you too, n_gga (on god)
ha, rappers ridin’ d_ck for clout (d_mn)
we don’t do that at paper route (d_mn)
broke n_ggas can’t come around (d_mn)
didn’t come up until i stayed down (for real though)
blue diamond t__th when i smile (for real though)
in the bentley coupe drinkin’ cristal (for real though)
they don’t like me, but they like my style (hey)
wow

[verse 3: key glock]
i could never ever, ever, ever chase a b_tch (uh, uh)
’cause i’m too busy chasin’ these millions (yeah)
too much whips (yeah), too much sticks (yeah)
new plain jane rollie cost me two bricks (yeah)
not like i’ma stop buyin’ jewelry, i didn’t
got water on water, finna donate to flint
young n_gga be fresh in her mouth like a mint
i be d_gg_n’ these hoes, but to bae, i’m a gent
these racks be the reason i walk with a limp
i’m ballin’ so hard, better get this on film
sippin’ codeine, baby bottle, no bib
i keep me a k on the side, call it kim
i don’t need a helmet, i been in the field (yeah)
yeah, i’m my own shooter and i shoot to k!ll (yeah)
who f_ckin’ with glock? ayy, let’s keep it real (yeah)
a million is cool, now i want a bill’ (yeah, yeah)
[chorus: young dolph]
nah, i could never ever, ever chase a b_tch (nah)
’cause i’m too busy chasin’ these millions (woo)
too much drip (drippy), too many whips (skrrt)
drop me a four, then take me a sip (raw)
it tastes too good, every day i say i quit (d_mn)
pull up in a challenger, lambo’ on my wrist (what?)
never gave a f_ck, yeah, that’s how i got rich (ayy)
thirty round clip, make ’em do a backflip (yeah, yeah)

[outro: young dolph]
pull up in a challenger, lambo’ on my wrist
never gave a f_ck, yeah, that’s how i got rich
b_tch

- young dolph key glock

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