Key Glock – Kanye Fab lyrics

[Intro]
G-L-O-C-K
The fuck
Aye
Glock

[Hook]
Aye
My attitude like Kanye
But I dress like Fab
Got blue cheese in my pocket
Wrapped in rubber bands
Choppas on yo block
Paper route, Taliband
Ooo, there go Glock
Yeah, yo bitch been a fan
I call the shots
I got my man
They seen the Glock
The nigga ran
I be fresh as fuck
Couple bands on my swag
They like Glock, you next up
I’m like shit, I never ran

[Verse: 1]
Pull on yo block, Afghanistan
Thumb through these knots
It hurt my hand
Broke my leg
Ran up a bag
This Glock and these racks why I sag
You play, you get popped like a tag
My niggas, they ridin like Cavs
Way too much sauce, I’m like Fab
And my lil bitch a Kardashian
Hop in the foreign, I’m smashin
In the foreign, she let me smash it
And I’m ballin with no basket
My niggas robbin like baskin
Street nigga
I rock that high fashion
I don’t dab but my diamonds dance


[Hook]
Aye
My attitude like Kanye
But I dress like Fab
Got blue cheese in my pocket
Wrapped in rubber bands
Choppas on yo block
Paper route, Taliband
Ooo, there go Glock
Yeah, yo bitch been a fan
I call the shots
I got my man
They seen the Glock
The nigga ran
I be fresh as fuck
Couple bands on my swag
They like Glock, you next up
I’m like shit, I never ran

[Verse: 2]
I broke the bank chasin blue faces
Cut the check cause I’m killin like Jason
My niggas, they ain’t got no patience
My niggas, they turn you to patients
Choppas on our sprinter bus
Choppas, sprint off, we gone bust
Servin them chickens like [?]
Got no [?] but this kush smellin musty
Cookie, it came from the Bay
Smokin cookie with ya bae
South Memphis got Russian AK’s
Eveybody want my bitch like I’m Ye
Hit ya bitch quick, like a jab
Turn on Key Glock, she go ham
They diggin this young nigga swag
This Glock, hell nah
That ain’t Fab


[Hook]
Aye
My attitude like Kanye
But I dress like Fab
Got blue cheese in my pocket
Wrapped in rubber bands
Choppas on yo block
Paper route, Taliband
Ooo, there go Glock
Yeah, yo bitch been a fan
I call the shots
I got my man
They seen the Glock
The nigga ran
I be fresh as fuck
Couple bands on my swag
They like Glock, you next up
I’m like shit, I never ran