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KEY! ft. Matt Ox - Quadie Diesel

Royal Rumble

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TESTO - KEY! - Royal Rumble

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TESTO - KEY! - Royal Rumble

Haha, die, haha (Okay)

Okay, buying drugs my per diem (Per diem)
A nigga I just saw just had died, I still ain't even see him (I still ain't even seen him)
It's a fish fry, niggas wanna act like pussy, that's how I leave 'em (That's how I leave 'em)
I'm talking 'bout me (I'm talkin' 'bout), I'm talking 'bout me (I'm talking 'bout KEY!)
That talk is not cheap (Talk is not cheap), he VV'd the teeth (he VV'd the teeth, let's get it, let's go)
Okay, he's overcompensating (Let's go)
I just wear my mask, I wear my mask just like I'm Haitian (How come?)
Okay (What?), plus I'm instigatin' (Okay)
I'm Brian Nichols, that's my inspiration (Okay)
Ayy, my trap not a trap (Trap, trap)
Ayy, my trap not a trap (Okay)

My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
Ay, third time forever, I'm way too spicy
Never ever catch the same fit, that's a hypebeast
Big brick of money in my home like wifey
I get a bad lawyer every time they try to indict me
How many pounds can I fit in the G5, G5 sittin' real low like knee high
Make this bad bitch go low like deep fry
Push your head down like the chicken when it's deep fried
Break it down in the trap with the new guys
I get this fuck bitch fishbowl in the Nissan
Different type of flavors you could pick em' just like Baskin Robins
I'm a fucking trapper tell her cracker I ain't pickin' cotton
I be catchin' plays off the backboard I feel like Dennis Rodman
You would think an apple in my pants the way she get to bobbin'

My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)
My trap not a trap, my trap not a trap (For free)

No cap, no cap, never that go head and get them racks
I want flak, want slack to the max
Front flip, won't slap, yeah, no pics no fast
New whip go fast, I know I won't crash, I know I won't crash
I never want no wide body, Buffalo I'll ride, low
No go it's like pizza rolls
On the stove, like the heat got cold
You never did, yeah I know
Floatin' yeah I float
I go in yeah, I go
You fake, I know it's for sure
You're pissed, you're movin' too slow
We can't relate, and you not the bro
They copy and pate, they wanna be clones

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