Gimme The Keys

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Ayy, you just hitting that shit?

Everything, the whole thing with the whole keychain and everything.

Give me the keys to the drop top, I still need me a Mercedes.

I went to school with the hard knocks, but I still met me some ladies.

I was too young, pants saggin', back outta recess in second grade.

Look at the time, don't got the time to be passin' batons. Passin' the time,

I'm fuckin' a bitch out of Boca Raton.

And she losin' her mind 'cause she givin' me head.

I woke up a different man, stumblin' when I'm walkin' out the bed.

Lookin' out the window, duckin' the feds.

Yeah, yeah. They call me the don, ain't shit outta line.

Gon' put you away, now stashin' the body, I put it outside.

'Cause I do not go, straight to the morgue. My shooter a call away, that should not be your concern.

I seen and did it all, I watched you rise and fall.

So what you didn't know, that's what you don't know.

Somethin' that you never heard of, man, I'm comin' with the burner. Don't be steppin' on my turf, it's somethin' that you gotta learn.

Somethin' that you never heard of.

Give me the keys to the drop top, I still need me a Mercedes.

I went to school with the hard knocks, but I still met me some ladies. I was too young, pants saggin', back outta recess in second grade.

Look at the time, don't got the time to be passin' batons. Passin' the time,

I'm fuckin' a bitch out of Boca Raton.

And she losin' her mind 'cause she givin' me head.

I woke up a different man, stumblin' when I'm walkin' out the bed.

Lookin' out the window, duckin' the feds.

Yeah, yeah. So I came to the function, but I'm out of my conscious.

I'm out of my mind, stackin' money like I pulled off a robbery.

'Cause anything goes, my Hennessy flow.

I opened a bank account just to say I got a bank account.

Runnin' a check, only big amounts.

You makin' the same amount a kid's allowance, but ain't nobody gotta know.

Who it is? Who that be poppin' the tags? Who that be rockin' the Rafs?

Pulled up in brand new Mercedes, my MBUX goin' crazy.

Hop out the plane outta Bali, I'm drippin' in silk and Versace. Went straight past the customs, paranoid, smell somethin'.

Paranoid, smell a whole lotta money in the bag.

Paranoid, not thinkin' straight. Paranoid, think I'ma break.

Give me the keys to the drop top, I still need me a Mercedes.

I went to school with the hard knocks, but I still met me some ladies.

I was too young, pants saggin', back outta recess in second grade.

Look at the time, don't got the time to be passin' batons. Passin' the time,

I'm fuckin' a bitch out of Boca Raton.

And she losin' her mind 'cause she givin' me head.

I woke up a different man, stumblin' when I'm walkin' out the bed.

Lookin' out the window, duckin' the feds. Yeah