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2 Much - Key Glock
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2 Much Key Glock

2 Much - Key Glock
[Intro]
Ey

[Hook]
Too much fuckin' money, got em mad
Yea, grandma said that i'm livin' too fast, huh
Yea, broke boys talkin' down, but i won't crash (but i won't crash)
Yea, bitch i ran it up and now i'm set (yea, now i'm set)
Yea, i get check, after check (check) bitch i'm blessed, uh (check)
Yea, bitch, i flex and i flex, imma mess, huh
Look at my neck, neck, neck, neck-a-laces
I'm smokin' Cali best and i'm sippin' Texas, huh

[Bridge]
Take a look around, tell me who the freshest
These waters make you drown, i just left from [?]
Tell em, sit down, they can't stand a chance with me
Tell em, sit down, they can't stand a chance with me

[Verse 1]
Yea, everywhere i go, i got them rounds with me
(everywhere i go, go)
Yea, fifteen years, always sixteen ounces with me
(fifteen years old, old)
Yea, Glock seventeen, eighteen coffins i need (on gawd)
Yea, ran it up nineteen, so twenty went by sublime
Yea, now i'm 21, bitch, i got dumb, dumb money, yuh (dumb)
You think i turned up, now you ain't seen nothin' (what)
Yeah, you know how i'm commin', yea
Yea, you know how i'm bummin', uh (Glizzock)
Lil nigga, big money, you a big bummy
Cuz i got
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