Letra de Cream Soda - Key Glock

It's just the P in me

Yeah

(Get the bag, King Wonka)

Ayy, let's go

I be gettin' that money, fasho (fasho)

Tell them haters get up off my dick (my dick)

Got a Richard Mille, cost a Ghost (Ghost)

I just parked a Rolls on my wrist (Skrrt, yeah)

My lil' niggas call me coach (Glizock)

Better know I'll send that blitz (Fah, fah)

I bet' not trick on these hoes (No)

I don't care how rich I get (The fuck)

Diamonds on me hittin', don't flinch (Woah)

Just dropped a deuce in a cream soda (Yeah)

Millionaire ridin' with the sticks (Fah, sticks)

Ayy, I'll send a nigga to Jehovah (Yeah)

She hop on that dick and do tricks (Tricks)

I be smokin' some shit with a mean odor (Yeah)

Bro'll fry your ass like fish (Fah, fah)

I be buyin' shit before I see a total

Yeah, nigga, I'm like that

Glizock put it on and they bite that

Yeah, she bad, but ain't shit, can't wife that (Nah)

I just left from the bank and went right back (Yeah)

On the road to riches, can't get sidetracked (Look)

On the road to riches, can't sit still (Still)

I'm ridin' with banana clips, get peeled (Peeled)

I'm all about them dollar bills (Yeah)

I be gettin' that money, fasho (fasho)

Tell them haters get up off my dick (my dick)

Got a Richard Mille, cost a Ghost (Ghost)

I just parked a Rolls on my wrist (Skrrt, yeah)

My lil' niggas call me coach (Glizock)

Better know I'll send that blitz (Fah, fah)

I bet' not trick on these hoes (No)

I don't care how rich I get (The fuck)

I don't care how rich I get, bitch (Bitch)

I'ma still be the same nigga (Ayy)

I can't be stopped like a train, nigga

Aye, I ain't worried 'bout these lame niggas (The fuck)

Don't you ever go against the grain, nigga (Yeah)

Nigga, that's bad business (Yeah)

Don't worry bout Glizock, nigga, I'm chillin' (Ayy, yeah)

Nah, for real, my neck chilly (Woo)

You reach for this chain, it's gon' be a k—

Knock your dumb ass right out your shoes

Bitch, I'm the number that come before two

This 'tussin that thick shit, just like glue (Yeah)

Deep sea diamonds, my money is blue

Ain't too many real ones left, just a few (Yeah)

Mr. Glock makin' plays, yeah, Uncle Drew (Glizock)

Don't get it confused, smoke your ass, Uncle Snoop (Fah, fah, fah)

I be gettin' that money, fasho (fasho)

Tell them haters get up off my dick (my dick)

Got a Richard Mille, cost a Ghost (Ghost)

I just parked a Rolls on my wrist (Bitch)

My lil' niggas call me coach (Glizock)

Better know I'll send that blitz (Yeah)

I bet' not trick on these hoes (No)

I don't care how rich I get (The fuck)

Diamonds on me hittin', don't flinch

Just dropped a deuce in a cream soda

Millionaire ridin' with the sticks (Get back)

Ayy, I'll send a nigga to Jehovah (Yeah, yeah)

She hop on that dick and do tricks (Tricks)

I be smokin' some shit with a mean odor (Yeah, yeah)

Bro'll fry your ass like fish

I be buyin' shit before I see a total (Yeah)

Yeah

Glizock

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