Letra de Something Bout Me - Key Glock

(Feat. [])

Yeah

Yeah

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)

Ayy

Let me tell you niggas lil' something 'bout me

I got nine cars, they don't need no key

Glock on my side, I be riding through the streets

I be getting to the money, I got need for speed

Yeah, I don't fuck with pigs, but I still eat beef

Young niggas masked up like we from the Middle East

Yeah, young niggas with it, yeah, young niggas spinning your block, they don't even know how to creep

Yeah, let the chopper sing like TLC

Yeah, big chains sounding like bells on me

Just told this ho she ain't worth fifty cent, bitch, you know I'm a P-I-M-P

If I see this shit, I want it, I get it, nigga, I ain't got time for no lease

Snub-nose revolver in my pocket, I shoot like Scottie Pippin

Bitch, I'm balling, big, big business

Got my own whips, I ain't doing no renting

I cut the bitch off, I ain't doing no tricking

Ho, tie your shoes, lil' bitch, you tripping

Don't get me wrong, I can show you how to get it

Show you how to stack it, show you how to flip it

Don't get me wrong, I can show you how to get it

Show you how to stack it, show you how to flip it

Talking 'bout money, then you know I'm listening

Money keep calling like, "Glock, come get me"

Just left Wafi and I spent two-fifty

Shit, should've bought a Continental Bentley

Just left Wafi and I spent two-fifty

Shit, should've bought a Continental Bentley

Ayy, I love my gang and fuck who against it

I just dropped a hundred on the Cutthroat pendant

Let me tell you niggas lil' something 'bout me

I'm a self made nigga, never had an OG

You can ask my grandma, ask my cousin, you can ask my teacher, you can ask the street (Yeah)

I just be in the cut, so don't get cut, you know I'm cut, they cut on me

I just be in the cut, so don't get cut, you know I'm cut, they cut on me

Let me tell you niggas lil' something 'bout me

I got nine cars, they don't need no key

Glock on my side, I be riding through the streets

I be getting to the money, I got need for speed

Yeah, I don't fuck with pigs, but I still eat beef

Young niggas masked up like we from the Middle East

Yeah, young niggas with it, yeah, young niggas spinning your block, they don't even know how to creep

Yeah, real drank sipper, I don't fight my sleep

Yeah, real hustler, sell shells on the beach

Yeah, I'm the GOAT, baby, and these other niggas sheep

Yeah, shooting like Kyrie if a nigga reach

Yeah, I'm the GOAT, niggas rats, I can hear 'em squeaking

Ayy, let me borrow your bitch for the weekend

Jumped out the back of the Maybach geeking

Spilled some drank on my Amiris tweaking

Damn, I love my cup like Weezy

Ball so hard, this shit here easy

New car, new watch for no reason

Shorty suck it like she teething

Forty have a nigga leaking

Money talk, you niggas speechless

Money talking, big Glock speaking

Money talking, big Glock speaking

Let me tell you niggas lil' something 'bout me

I got nine cars, they don't need no key

Glock on my side, I be riding through the streets

I be getting to the money, I got need for speed

Yeah, I don't fuck with pigs, but I still eat beef

Young niggas masked up like we from the Middle East

Yeah, young niggas with it, yeah, young niggas spinning your block, they don't even know how to creep

Let me tell you niggas lil' something 'bout me

Yeah, I got nine cars, they don't need no key

Glock on my side, I be riding through the streets

I be getting to the money, I got need for speed

Yeah, I don't fuck with pigs, but I still eat beef

Young niggas masked up like we from the Middle East

Yeah, young niggas with it, yeah, young niggas spinning your block, they don't even know how to creep

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