Key Glock Type lyrics

(uhh, word, yeah)
God blessed the whole life (uh)
I think God blessed my hoe twice (uh)
Thank you God, man you so nice (uh)
(yo, uh)
If she ain't rich (uh) make her (word)
If she ain't broke (uh) break her (word)
(uh, word)
Yeah she taken but I still tried to take her (for real)
Got her dranking all the Jager I just gave her (for real)
Jolly Rancher in my bartini, favorite f*cking flavor (yo)
f*cking with them strippas, counting, saving paper (lehgo)
My b*tch bucked-naked like she Mother Nature (fasho)
She let me c*m inside now I'm the infiltrator (word)
Her friend want us to f*ck that b*tch an instigator (word)
Her head so f*ckin' fire I had to return the favor (word, yo)
Hate the game (the game) not the player (uh, not the player)
This b*tch I'm with right now is badder than my worst behavior (word)
Barely speak english, Google Translator (Jeffery, yo)
Cheated with a foreign, I'm a f*cking traitor (uh)
I got that di*k on me (mhmm) I got that vibrator (mhmm)
You can die later (You can die later, mhmm)
My b*tch was real sad, still took her ass to the club;
b*tch you can cry later (uh); There's no debater (word)
I didn't have no b*tches when I was a waiter (for real)
But I was cool with that, I knew I'd have them later (for real)
Dr. Jeff got them "F's" when they grade the papers (yo, lehgo)
Caking on these hoes I'm a f*cking baker (uh)
Ask Eddy Baker (uh) that's yo b*tch I already ate her
Had my eyes rolling back like Undertaker (word, uh huh)
Stone Cold (uh huh) Kurt Angle (word, uh huh)
I just f*cked a stranger man my life in danger (damn)
I'm to faded for the Fader n*gga I'll call y'all later (uh, yo)
That b*tch a f*ckin' creamer man that b*tch a stainer (yeah, word)
Her pus*y is a painter but I like them Asians(?) (yo, me too)
That b*tch a calculator she do math equations (yeah, uh)
I pull up to your party with no invitations (for real, uh)
I might just cross that line I got no limitations (for real, uh)
That b*tch so f*ckin' fine and I can't wait to taste her (yo, me too)
I bought that b*tch some mace, I bought that b*tch a taser (mhmm)
She bought me a Glock 40 and I went and bought the laser (yo)
Jeffery selling game, I'm selling information (yo, right here)
Jeffery got these b*tches bringing home the bacon (yo, right here)
This b*tch dead asleep but she gon' get awakened (yo, mhmm)
'cause it's tricks at the club need they money taken (lehgo)
This b*tch think she gothic; this b*tch think she worship satan (word)
I know if he show up, man her ass gon' get to shaking (word)
This b*tch think she going but this b*tch be out there flaking (mm)
Tricks be outside waiting, man these tricks be so frustrated (yo)
This b*tch out here lying, tell the truth 'bout what you making (uh)
(tell the truth, tell the truth)
You made too much b*tch I'm a take it (lehgo)
Dr. Jeffery, I don't f*ck with n*ggas (uh uh, no)
I don't f*ck with crackas (uh uh, no)
Dr. Jeffery racist; he like segregation
Drinking and I'm driving, n*gga I'm driving wasted (word, yo)
My b*tch got her ass done, I'm fascinated (word, me too)
Forgot I popped a pill, that hoe just activated (word, uh)
Jeffery drop a tape these hoes ejaculated (me too)
Dr. Jeffery, Ph.D. Laminated. (word, yeah)
Old hoes run into me, damn they hate it (word, me too)
I'm wrecking home n*gga, I made them seperated
(yeah n*gga blame that on me)
n*gga YOU overrated
(uh)
*beat continues and fades out*

*idontknowjeffery speaking*
Nah like, honestly bruh like..I really appreciate the muhf*ckin' internet like I ain't never been one of them n*ggas, to like, shame muhf*ckas that, idontknow take pictures of they food before they f*ckin' eat it or go do sh*t just to get a good pic and like say you did it or try to entertain whoever the f*ck watching like I never, like, hate on muhf*ckas that do that sh*t because I do the same sh*t and I'm glad we can do that sh*t. You know what I'm saying? We live in a time period where, like n*gga, you can make money off doing that, like n*gga that's a f*ckin' blessing; n*gga I ain't hatin' on nobody. I help muhf*ckas take pics. You know what I'm saying? We like muhf*ckin' plot on sh*t, we go to places, know what I'm saying, just to get a picture doing this and that and like boom. I'm all for that sh*t. You know what I mean?