
Crazy Key Glock
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[Intro]
Yeah
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woo, Glizzock, big Glock
I start up my day (My day), with a kush blunt to the face, uh (Yeah)
Hop up in the AMG (What?), do you wanna race? Uh (Skrrt)
Ridin' paper plates but I got expensive taste, yeah
I’m a walkin' bank (Bank), bitch, I get it every day (Racks)
Pull up in a tank, yeah, hop out with the gang, yeah (Gang)
My watch look like rain, yeah, snowflakes in my chain (Yeah)
Money keep me sane, uh, go out like I came, yeah (Fire)
And that's with a bang, ooh, bitch, you know my name, yeah (Glock)
[Chorus]
This shit crazy (This shit crazy)
Crazy, this shit crazy, this shit crazy (This shit crazy)
This shit gettin’ crazy (This shit gettin' crazy)
This shit is crazy (Yeah)
This shit is crazy, shit crazy, shit crazy, yeah (Shit crazy)
This shit gettin' brazy
[Verse 2]
Gettin' too much paper, yeah (Too much guap)
Yeah bitch I'm up, you know what's up, no elevator (Bitch, I'm up)
This shit gettin' major, uh (This shit gettin’ major)
This shit gettin’ major (Yeah, yeah)
Shooters in the Escalade, they escalate you
Yeah, bitch, I'm a smooth operator (Bitch)
And I act a fool with the tool like Terminator
I turn down a stripper, then go turn up with a waiter (Bitch)
And pulled up on Flippa, smokin’ on a blunt of killer (Yeah)
I got money money in my call log (Money, money)
Big racks on me, pockets stuffed, my pants fall, uh (Yeah, yeah)
You can't get nothin' from me, honey, go'n on (Bitch)
Please leave me alone, get up off my ding dong, uh (Bitch)
Yeah
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woo, Glizzock, big Glock
I start up my day (My day), with a kush blunt to the face, uh (Yeah)
Hop up in the AMG (What?), do you wanna race? Uh (Skrrt)
Ridin' paper plates but I got expensive taste, yeah
I’m a walkin' bank (Bank), bitch, I get it every day (Racks)
Pull up in a tank, yeah, hop out with the gang, yeah (Gang)
My watch look like rain, yeah, snowflakes in my chain (Yeah)
Money keep me sane, uh, go out like I came, yeah (Fire)
And that's with a bang, ooh, bitch, you know my name, yeah (Glock)
[Chorus]
This shit crazy (This shit crazy)
Crazy, this shit crazy, this shit crazy (This shit crazy)
This shit gettin’ crazy (This shit gettin' crazy)
This shit is crazy (Yeah)
This shit is crazy, shit crazy, shit crazy, yeah (Shit crazy)
This shit gettin' brazy
[Verse 2]
Gettin' too much paper, yeah (Too much guap)
Yeah bitch I'm up, you know what's up, no elevator (Bitch, I'm up)
This shit gettin' major, uh (This shit gettin’ major)
This shit gettin’ major (Yeah, yeah)
Shooters in the Escalade, they escalate you
Yeah, bitch, I'm a smooth operator (Bitch)
And I act a fool with the tool like Terminator
I turn down a stripper, then go turn up with a waiter (Bitch)
And pulled up on Flippa, smokin’ on a blunt of killer (Yeah)
I got money money in my call log (Money, money)
Big racks on me, pockets stuffed, my pants fall, uh (Yeah, yeah)
You can't get nothin' from me, honey, go'n on (Bitch)
Please leave me alone, get up off my ding dong, uh (Bitch)
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