Too Late* lyrics
by Key Glock
[Intro]
Sosa808
Glizock, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Chorus]
I get so high till I can’t feel my face, I beat up my [?], yes I [?] like a ape
Bananas on K’s, call me Glizock the great, yeah
Ran up my money now b*tch I’m the sh*t, yeah
Got him five chains look like the [?], can’t be by a hoe, no I cannot relate, yeah
Glock I’m too [?], man you n*ggas to late (Woo)
You n*ggas to late, yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I f*ck on yo’ b*tch and I f*ck on her face, got some money to make ain’t no time too waste, yeah
I’m making money, ain’t making no babies, a b*tch can’t ever evеr say she late, uh
Money hungry ass, young n*gga I’m craving
Glizock, [?] thеse hoes you saving
Jumping out the back of the maybach lazy
I just [?]
Uh, yeah, I do this sh*t daily, my nickname Glock and my gang like the navy, yeah
Ninth Grade, knock a n*gga brains on the pavement, yeah
Ninth Grade, gang-bang and [?] slang in’, yeah
b*tch I’m the sh*t, and [?]
Got a whole lotta water on me that I can’t drain, yeah
Don’t try me n*gga, that’s real-real dangerous, yeah
n*gga, that’s real-real dangerous
[Pre-Chorus]
I get so high till I can’t feel my face, I pour up two eighths, they say “I’m Codeine Crazy”, yeah
I’m f*cking yo’ b*tch and I’m all in yo’ place, I hit from [?] and then [?] from my angle, yeah
b*tch, this sh*t’s still major, still got millions sitting on the table
Yeah, b*tch, this sh*ts still major, still got millions sitting on the table, yeah
[Verse 2]
Still f*cking on the same b*tch you been, yeah, my n*gga you playing
My racks so big, it can’t fit in my pants, yeah, what the f*ck you saying?
And Ever since a Jit, b*tch, I been the man, yeah
b*tch, I’ve been the man, I don’t trust you, f*ck your helping hand, yeah
f*ck a helping hand
These young n*ggas with me, they f*ck with too many, they get really wicked, my n*gga don’t play
I got them Glizzies and I got them semis, [?] out the city, and right to L.A
Jump [?] rich, then I got me a [?]
Jump [?] rich, then I got me a [?]
I just spent the half a mil’ on the [?], they be like young n*gga “You Going Crazy”
[Chorus]
I get so high till I can’t feel my face, I beat up my chest, yes I [?] like a ape
Bananas on K’s, call me Glizock the great, yeah
Ran up my money now b*tch I’m the sh*t, yeah
Got him five chains look like the [?], can’t be by a hoe, no I cannot relate, yeah
Glock I’m too [?], man you n*ggas to late (Woo)
You n*ggas to late