Kanye Fab lyrics
by Key Glock
[Intro]
G-L-O-C-K
The f*ck
Aye
Glock
[Hook]
Aye
My attitude like Kanye
But I dress like Fab
Got blue cheese in my pocket
Wrapped in rubber bands
Choppas on yo block
Paper route, Taliband
Ooo, there go Glock
Yeah, yo b*tch been a fan
I call the shots
I got my man
They seen the Glock
The n*gga ran
I be fresh as f*ck
Couple bands on my swag
They like Glock, you next up
I’m like sh*t, I never ran
[Verse: 1]
Pull on yo block, Afghanistan
Thumb through these knots
It hurt my hand
Broke my leg
Ran up a bag
This Glock and these racks why I sag
You play, you get popped like a tag
My n*ggas, they ridin like Cavs
Way too much sauce, I’m like Fab
And my lil b*tch a Kardashian
Hop in the foreign, I’m smashin
In the foreign, she let me smash it
And I’m ballin with no basket
My n*ggas robbin like baskin
Street n*gga
I rock that high fashion
I don’t dab but my diamonds dance
[Hook]
Aye
My attitude like Kanye
But I dress like Fab
Got blue cheese in my pocket
Wrapped in rubber bands
Choppas on yo block
Paper route, Taliband
Ooo, there go Glock
Yeah, yo b*tch been a fan
I call the shots
I got my man
They seen the Glock
The n*gga ran
I be fresh as f*ck
Couple bands on my swag
They like Glock, you next up
I’m like sh*t, I never ran
[Verse: 2]
I broke the bank chasin blue faces
Cut the check cause I’m killin like Jason
My n*ggas, they ain’t got no patience
My n*ggas, they turn you to patients
Choppas on our sprinter bus
Choppas, sprint off, we gone bust
Servin them chickens like [?]
Got no [?] but this kush smellin musty
Cookie, it came from the Bay
Smokin cookie with ya bae
South Memphis got Russian AK’s
Eveybody want my b*tch like I’m Ye
Hit ya b*tch quick, like a jab
Turn on Key Glock, she go ham
They diggin this young n*gga swag
This Glock, hell nah
That ain’t Fab
[Hook]
Aye
My attitude like Kanye
But I dress like Fab
Got blue cheese in my pocket
Wrapped in rubber bands
Choppas on yo block
Paper route, Taliband
Ooo, there go Glock
Yeah, yo b*tch been a fan
I call the shots
I got my man
They seen the Glock
The n*gga ran
I be fresh as f*ck
Couple bands on my swag
They like Glock, you next up
I’m like sh*t, I never ran