Key Rex lyrics
by Key Glock
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Big Glock, Key Rex, might cop a T-rex (Yeah)
Chopper sing, Keith Sweat, banana clip, eat that
Ran through a check like a n*gga at recess (Ayy, Sledgren, this sh*t slap)
I can see them lil' n*ggas hatin', yeah, I peep that (Yeah, yeah)
Nickname Glock and you know that I keep that (Glizock)
f*ck the b*tch good, yeah, I know that she a beat back (Uh)
South Memphis n*gga, yeah, you know where I be at (Yeah, yeah)
I be gettin' money and it ain't hard to see that (Uh-uh)
Motherf*ck your feedback, n*gga, you can keep that
I'll leave a b*tch before my strap, I mеan that
Ridin' in a yellow thing, flyin' like a dingbat
b*tch got a purse full of Pеrcs, that's a beanbag
[Verse 1]
I was fourteen, already in the deep end (Yeah)
Fifteen years old when I first robbed the weed man (Yeah, yeah)
Turned sixteen, Glock 17 extended (Yeah)
Eighteen, nineteen, made my first million (Yeah, yeah)
Twenty years old in a f*ckin' McLaren (Skrrt, skrrt)
You know I'm eatin' good, b*tch, my wrist full of carats (Yeah)
Remember them days I was trappin' them baggies
Now, look, I'm really, I'm havin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm havin' this sh*t (Yeah)
My money good, got the baddest lil' b*tches (Uh)
Yeah, my money long and them facts, no fiction
Money talkin' right now, shut up and listen (Shh)
My diamonds hittin' like Sonny Liston (Ice)
I f*cked around, put some stones in my dentals (Ice)
These n*ggas broke and I think they should fix it (Yeah)
I got the drop on the opps, we gon' blitz 'em (Yeah, yeah)
I'm high as f*ck, pourin' Wock' out a pitcher (Yeah, yeah)
5.56s sound like a missile (Yeah, yeah)
Lied to this b*tch, I just told her, "I miss you" (Yeah)
I ain't blowin' no kisses, just money and pistols (Mwah)
f*ck these hoes, money on my mental (Yeah)
Lame-ass n*ggas hatin', got me tickled, yeah
[Chorus]
Big Glock, Key Rex, might cop a T-rex (Yeah, yeah)
Chopper sing, Keith Sweat, banana clip, eat that (Fire)
Ran through a check like a n*gga at recess (Yeah, yeah)
I can see them lil' n*ggas hatin', yeah, I peep that (Yeah)
Nickname Glock and you know that I keep that (Yeah)
f*ck the b*tch good, yeah, you know she a beat back (Yeah)
South Memphis n*gga, yeah, you know where I be at (Yeah)
I be gettin' money and it ain't hard to see that (Yeah)
I ran through a check like a n*gga at recess (Phew)
I can see them lil' n*ggas hatin', yeah, I peep that (Yeah, yeah)
Nickname Glock and you know that I keep that (Bah)
f*ck the b*tch good, yeah, you know she a beat back
South Memphis n*gga, yeah, you know where I be at
I be gettin' money and it ain't hard to see that
Motherf*ck your feedback, n*gga, you can keep that
I'll leave my b*tch before my strap, I mean that
I'm ridin' in a yellow thing, flyin' like a dingbat (Skrrt, skrrt)
b*tch got a purse full of Percs, it's a beanbag
[Verse 2]
Fat got the gat, he gon' splat, that's my wingman (Fat)
I'll pass a b*tch before my blunt, I'm a team man (Yeah)
Young n*gga rich as f*ck, still be schemin' (Yeah)
Young n*gga cold, ask your ho, I'm a penguin (Penguin)
I been told you hoes, I'm a motherf*ckin' penguin (Cold)
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah