WYD Lyrics

“WYD”

Tay Keith fuck these niggas up

Yeah, I came out the trenches, young nigga I had to get it
Now I’m on my road to riches, get plenty, this shit ridiculous
I be high jus’ like a hippie, eyes red, I be trippin’ (Trippin’)
I’ma get rich or die tryin’, ridin’ ’round with’ a.50
On the motherfuckin’ job (Yeah), get a opp dropped
Bad bitch, top notch (Yeah, bitch), make her jaw lock
And my wrist criss-crossed, diamonds jumpin’ out my watch
What you doin’ in that drop, shit, droppin’ off a thot

They like “Glock what it cost? “, shit, cost a big [?] (What the fuck!)
Young Jack Frost, Mr. Fuck-Up-On-Ya-Spouse (Bitch)
Leave a nut stain on ya couch, damn Glizzock you wildin’ out
Bitch you know what I’m about, I was gettin’ it in the trap
13 in the trap, F&N on my lap
Perc, beans, and I’m out
That bitch mean with’ the cap
I be t’d when I rap, new teeth 60 thou’
Let it bling, let it blow
You see what I’m talkin’ bout

Yeah, I came out the trenches, young nigga I had to get it
Now I’m on my road to riches, get plenty, this shit ridiculous
I be high jus’ like a hippie, eyes red, I be trippin’ (Trippin’)
I’ma get rich or die tryin’, ridin’ ’round with’ a.50
On the motherfuckin’ job (Yeah), get a opp dropped
Bad bitch, top notch (Yeah, bitch), make her jaw lock
And my wrist criss-crossed, diamonds jumpin’ out my watch
What you doin’ in that drop, shit, droppin’ off a thot

Bad bitches on a yacht (Uh), turnin’ up the block
Bad bitches at the spot (Uh), turnin’ up the slot (Uh)
Bad bitches on my cock (Uh), they can’t enough (Uh)
Bad bitches on my Glock (Uh), I can’t make it stop (Uh)
Like, where you been Glock?, bitch (Where you been?), I been on the block (I be on the…)
Gettin’ to the guap (No), no shit Sherlock
She popped a perc and burst off
Hop in my ‘vert and skrt off
Every beat I murk dawg, you can keep ya verse dawg (Yeah)

Yeah, I came out the trenches, young nigga I had to get it
Now I’m on my road to riches, get plenty, this shit ridiculous (Yeah)
I be high jus’ like a hippie, eyes red, I be trippin’ (Trippin’)
I’ma get rich or die tryin’, ridin’ ’round with’ a.50
On the motherfuckin’ job (Yeah), get a opp dropped
Bad bitch, top notch (Yeah, bitch), make her jaw lock
And my wrist criss-crossed, diamonds jumpin’ out my watch
What you doin’ in that drop, shit, droppin’ off a thot

About Key Glock

Artist: Key Glock
Related Songs:  Walkin (Key Glock Remix) Lyrics
Born: August 3, 1997 (age 25 years), Memphis, Tennessee, United States
Nominations: BET Award for Best Group
Genre: Hip hop music, Trap music, Hip-Hop/Rap
Record labels: Paper Route EMPIRE, Paper Route Empire / Key Glock
Education: Central High School, Hamilton High School,

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