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Markeyvius LaShun Cathey (born August 3, 1997), better known by his stage name Key Glock, is an American rapper and songwriter from Memphis, Tennessee. Cousin of Young Dolph, he rose to fame in 2017 with his mixtape Glock Season. He is signed to Young Dolph's record label Paper Route Empire. more »

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Ah
Huh
Yeah (Sledren)

I dropped a four in my iced tea 
Okay, and now it taste sweet (yeah)
I'm chasin' dreams like I'm Meek 
The mil's is all that I see (yeah, yeah)
Jumped off the porch, yeah, with the torch 
Bitch, I was raised by the streets (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I was told to play for keeps 
And don't let a ho play with me

I eat the weak, I'm a beast
A bowl of rappers, I feast
You know they say talk is cheap
Well, I baguette'd my teeth
Got some new winnings for my team
You can't compare to my team (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who? Three letters, yeah, P.R.E (yeah)
Uh, yeah, yeah, uh (yeah)
Money in my pocket, in my hand and on your head (racks)
You heard what I said, chopper knock off face and dreads, uh
Cheatin' on my K, sleepin' with nina in the bed (yeah)
Yeah, I'm walkin' with the dead, Benjamins up in my pants
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm ballin', diamonds dance in my Lamb'
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm ballin', yeah, my left wrist cost a Lamb'
My left wrist cost a Lamb', damn, my left wrist cost a Lamb', goddamn
Goddamn, damn, goddamn
Goddamn, damn, damn, damn (the f*ck?)
Goddamn, damn, damn, damn (yeah)
Damn, damn, damn (icy)

I dropped a four in my iced tea 
Okay, and now it taste sweet (yeah)
I'm chasin' dreams like I'm Meek
The mil's is all that I see (yeah, yeah)
Jumped off the porch, yeah, with the torch 
Bitch, I was raised by the streets (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I was told to play for keeps 
And don't let a ho play with me (uh, uh)

Nickname my .223 TLC 'cause I creep with the heat (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got big ol' Glocks, we clear the spot and spin the block like CDs (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I stunt so hard, it look easy 
You see white diamonds, I'm cheesin' (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Everything real, bitch, my grill cost a crib (yeah)
Solitaries in my ears (yeah) 
Bitch, look at this here (yeah)
Bitch, look at this here (look) 
My diamonds, they crystal clear (woo)
Yeah, my diamonds crystal clear (ice, ice) 
I caught you starin' like a deer (bitch)
Come get your bitch, dawg 
Look down at my phone, got twenty missed calls
Ridin' with a hunnid shots, I got enough for all of y'all
Yeah, I ran it up and ain't look back ever since, dawg
I pull up in the yellow thang with the yellow Richard Mille on, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I hop up out the yellow Phantom, the yellow Richard on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, with a yellow Richard on
Yeah, I hop up out the yellow whip (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I dropped a four in my iced tea 
Okay, and now it taste sweet (yeah)
I'm chasin' dreams like I'm Meek 
The mil's is all that I see (yeah)
Jumped off the porch, yeah, with the torch 
Bitch, I was raised by the streets
Yeah, I was told to play for keeps 
And don't let a ho play with me (nah)

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