(D-D-DJ Paul)
(Good morning JAYJAY)
(TWhy, you did it, you heard?)
Yeah
I came in this world by myself (yeah)
Self-made nigga, never asked no one for help (nah)
My lil' bro tryna cook a opp, think he should be a chef (yeah)
The day a nigga play with Glock, he gettin' put on a shelf (yeah)
Yeah, get put in a box (bitch)
Wrap him like a Christmas present (yeah)
Franklins, Grants, and Jacksons, I'm forever gon' get it (let's go)
I just did this show, had bitches showin' me they melons (Woah)
Pissy yellow diamonds on my wrist, no R. Kelly
My exes still jealous 'cause they cannot be with me (Glizock)
You seen what happened to dude, don't think you should play with me (nah)
Diamonds dance like Terry Crews, give these bitches somethin' to see
Pulled a pocket full of blues and a thirty one deep (yeah)
Young rich nigga, I'll f*ck your auntie (smash)
Dog-ass nigga, who let this nigga off the leash? (Huh?)
Cappin' ass nigga (cap), all that lyin' on them beats (yeah)
Escalade V (skrrt), you can hear me comin' up the street (skrrt)
Hop out smellin' like a P, you know that motherf*cker reek
I'm a Kansas City fan, yeah, you know who I be chiefin'
My diamonds got her in a trance, next thing I know, she leakin'
She tryna take it out my pants, damn, she suck it like she teethin'
You know I keep one in the head, I aim it at your beanie (bop)
Her daddy is a preacher, just don't know his daughter a demon
All this money in my pockets got me walkin' like a penguin
She wanna f*ck my partner, me and Glizock double teamin' (yeah)
Gave lil' mama dope dick once, now she fiendin' (yeah)
I'm so up, get bored and buy a watch for no reason (yeah)
Cutthroat motherf*cker, if I ain't plottin', then I'm schemin' (yeah)
Get money, motherf*cker, yeah, my closet look like Nieman (yeah)
I came in this world by myself (yeah)
Self-made nigga, never asked no one for help (nah)
My lil' bro tryna cook a opp, think he should be a chef (yeah)
The day a nigga play with Glock, he gettin' put on a shelf (yeah)
Yeah, get put in a box (bitch)
(Bah, bah, bah)
Yeah
Yeah
Cutthroat La Familia, yeah
Key Glock - 3AM in ToKEYo Lyrics
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English
(D-D-DJ Paul)
(Good morning JAYJAY)
(TWhy, you did it, you heard?)
Yeah
I came in this world by myself (yeah)
Self-made nigga, never asked no one for help (nah)
My lil' bro tryna cook a opp, think he should be a chef (yeah)
The day a nigga play with Glock, he gettin' put on a shelf (yeah)
Yeah, get put in a box (bitch)
Wrap him like a Christmas present (yeah)
Franklins, Grants, and Jacksons, I'm forever gon' get it (let's go)
I just did this show, had bitches showin' me they melons (Woah)
Pissy yellow diamonds on my wrist, no R. Kelly
My exes still jealous 'cause they cannot be with me (Glizock)
You seen what happened to dude, don't think you should play with me (nah)
Diamonds dance like Terry Crews, give these bitches somethin' to see
Pulled a pocket full of blues and a thirty one deep (yeah)
Young rich nigga, I'll f*ck your auntie (smash)
Dog-ass nigga, who let this nigga off the leash? (Huh?)
Cappin' ass nigga (cap), all that lyin' on them beats (yeah)
Escalade V (skrrt), you can hear me comin' up the street (skrrt)
Hop out smellin' like a P, you know that motherf*cker reek
I'm a Kansas City fan, yeah, you know who I be chiefin'
My diamonds got her in a trance, next thing I know, she leakin'
She tryna take it out my pants, damn, she suck it like she teethin'
You know I keep one in the head, I aim it at your beanie (bop)
Her daddy is a preacher, just don't know his daughter a demon
All this money in my pockets got me walkin' like a penguin
She wanna f*ck my partner, me and Glizock double teamin' (yeah)
Gave lil' mama dope dick once, now she fiendin' (yeah)
I'm so up, get bored and buy a watch for no reason (yeah)
Cutthroat motherf*cker, if I ain't plottin', then I'm schemin' (yeah)
Get money, motherf*cker, yeah, my closet look like Nieman (yeah)
I came in this world by myself (yeah)
Self-made nigga, never asked no one for help (nah)
My lil' bro tryna cook a opp, think he should be a chef (yeah)
The day a nigga play with Glock, he gettin' put on a shelf (yeah)
Yeah, get put in a box (bitch)
(Bah, bah, bah)
Yeah
Yeah
Cutthroat La Familia, yeah
(Good morning JAYJAY)
(TWhy, you did it, you heard?)
Yeah
I came in this world by myself (yeah)
Self-made nigga, never asked no one for help (nah)
My lil' bro tryna cook a opp, think he should be a chef (yeah)
The day a nigga play with Glock, he gettin' put on a shelf (yeah)
Yeah, get put in a box (bitch)
Wrap him like a Christmas present (yeah)
Franklins, Grants, and Jacksons, I'm forever gon' get it (let's go)
I just did this show, had bitches showin' me they melons (Woah)
Pissy yellow diamonds on my wrist, no R. Kelly
My exes still jealous 'cause they cannot be with me (Glizock)
You seen what happened to dude, don't think you should play with me (nah)
Diamonds dance like Terry Crews, give these bitches somethin' to see
Pulled a pocket full of blues and a thirty one deep (yeah)
Young rich nigga, I'll f*ck your auntie (smash)
Dog-ass nigga, who let this nigga off the leash? (Huh?)
Cappin' ass nigga (cap), all that lyin' on them beats (yeah)
Escalade V (skrrt), you can hear me comin' up the street (skrrt)
Hop out smellin' like a P, you know that motherf*cker reek
I'm a Kansas City fan, yeah, you know who I be chiefin'
My diamonds got her in a trance, next thing I know, she leakin'
She tryna take it out my pants, damn, she suck it like she teethin'
You know I keep one in the head, I aim it at your beanie (bop)
Her daddy is a preacher, just don't know his daughter a demon
All this money in my pockets got me walkin' like a penguin
She wanna f*ck my partner, me and Glizock double teamin' (yeah)
Gave lil' mama dope dick once, now she fiendin' (yeah)
I'm so up, get bored and buy a watch for no reason (yeah)
Cutthroat motherf*cker, if I ain't plottin', then I'm schemin' (yeah)
Get money, motherf*cker, yeah, my closet look like Nieman (yeah)
I came in this world by myself (yeah)
Self-made nigga, never asked no one for help (nah)
My lil' bro tryna cook a opp, think he should be a chef (yeah)
The day a nigga play with Glock, he gettin' put on a shelf (yeah)
Yeah, get put in a box (bitch)
(Bah, bah, bah)
Yeah
Yeah
Cutthroat La Familia, yeah
Writer: Maykeyvius Cathey, Paul Beauregard, Phillip Albinger, Tim Moore
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Performed By: Key Glock
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Maykeyvius Cathey, Paul Beauregard, Phillip Albinger, Tim Moore