Come Thru Key Glock

[Intro]
(Let the band play)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I come through fresh as fuck (Uh, fresh)
Yeah, lil' bitty nigga with a big ol' gun
Yeah, lil' nigga with a big ol' gun (Yeah)
Hoppin' out the coupe with the trunk in the front (Skrrt-skrrt)
Yeah, you know I ain't worried 'bout nothin' (Shit)
Yeah, I told Mom Dukes I ain't worried 'bout nothin' (I ain't worried 'bout shit)
Yeah, you know I'm a mothafuckin' don (Uh, yeah)
Niggas ain't did half the shit I done

[Verse 1]
Yeah, these niggas ain't came in how I come (Glizock)
Yeah, I came in with the commas
These niggas rappin' 'bout shit that they ain't done (Cap)
Damn, that's fucked up
Yeah, I'm all in the hills on chill, sippin' mud (Mud)
Yeah, I came a long way from the slums
Yeah, all out in Cali' with my South Memphis thugs (Thugs)
Yeah, and we still got slugs (Yeah)
Keep it on me, know mine tucked, boy
Had a 40 on me, did a press run in New York
XXL did an interview
I had to play it cool, yeah, a nigga had my tool tucked
They like, "This young nigga too buck"
Where I'm from, niggas shoot your ass for two bucks (Yeah)
I ain't gotta talk or say too much (Uh-uh)
Whole gang-gang gon' do somethin' (Gang)