Get the bag, King Wonka
Yeah
Uh
Uh
Uh, Glizock
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah they call me “Mr. Glock The Don Dada” (Glizock)
I be gettin’ money, spendin’ shit like no tomorrow (Yeah)
Came up out my mama, doctor said I’ll be a problem (Yeah, yeah)
My lil’ niggas slidin’ like the St. Louis Cardinals (Yeah)
Balenciaga tracksuit like I’m goin’ joggin’ (Yeah)
Chillin’ with this IG bitch, she tryna give me noggin’ (Top, top)
They say money talk, I’m the motherfuckin’ topic (Yeah)
Money tall as Wembanyama, nigga I’m the top pick
Yeah, I’m the motherfuckin’ one (One), and not the two (Two)
I be ballin’ on these little-ass niggas like Uncle Drew (Yeah)
Ayy, I was born to get this money, nigga, what about you? (Yeah)
Every time I turn around niggas copy my moves (Yeah)
And every time I look up it’s niggas tryin’ to be me (Yeah)
Ayy, I just passed lil’ bro a ho like I’m CP3 (Phew)
You know they call me “Glock”, but I keep the NLE (Choppa)
If yean talkin’ ‘bout no guap, I’ll B-R-B (The fuck? Let’s go)
Yeah they call me “Mr. Glock The Don Dada” (Glizock)
I be gettin’ money, spendin’ shit like no tomorrow (Yeah)
Came up out my mama, doctor said I’ll be a problem (Yeah)
My lil’ niggas slidin’ (Slide, fah, fah, fah), like the St. Louis Cardinals (Yeah)
Got your bitch in the back seat head bobbin’ (Yeah)
Long as my money neat, these bitches gon’ suck it sloppy (Uh)
My auntie pray for me, she know that I be with goblins (Yeah)
Shout out to my nigga, Glizock, we Batman and Robin (Glizock)
Just pulled up in a spaceship (Skrrt), hopped out with a rocket (Fah)
It ain’t even breakfast time, she tryin’ to eat my sausage (Eugh)
Niggas love to talk shit, I got big shit poppin’ (Pop)
Before I trick up on a bitch, I’ll walk to Boston (Bitch)
From South Memphis, with no problem (Yeah)
I love gettin’ money, my bitch love Chanel and Prada (Ayy)
Hustlin’ motherfucker, I’ve been like this, yeah, since a toddler (Yeah)
And if it ain’t about no money then don’t even bother (The fuck?)
Yeah they call me “Mr. Glock The Don Dada” (Glizock)
I be gettin’ money, spendin’ shit like no tomorrow (Yeah)
Came up out my mama, doctor said I’d be a problem (Yeah, yeah)
My lil’ niggas slidin’ (Fah, fah, fah), like the St. Louis Gunners (Fah)
Yeah they call me “Mr. Glock” (Yeah), “The Don Dada” (Glizock)
I be gettin’ money (Phew, phew), spendin’ shit like no tomorrow (Yeah)
Came up out my mama, doctor said I’d be a problem (Yeah, yeah)
My lil’ niggas slidin’ (Fah, fah, fah), like the St. Louis Cardinals (Yeah)
Wonka secured the bag
Other lyrics by Key Glock:
3AM in ToKEYo
Yeah, I came in this world by myself Self-made nigga, never asked no one for help My lil’ bro tryna cook up, think he should be a chef The day a nigga play with …
Again
Get the bag King Wonka Yeah (Yeah) Let’s go (Let’s go), let’s get it (Let’s get it), again (Again) This shit automatic, I win and win (ay) I pray …
Badu
Yeah, I’m in the A right now sippin’ on Houston Texas Yeah (Get the bag, King Wonka) Uh, uh Let the chopper sing like Badu (Fah, fah) Talkin’ that shit, …
Big Big Money
Mr. Glock Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Get the bag, King Wonka) Money on my mind (Phew, phew), nigga, what the fuck you thought? (Thought) Hoppin’ out that Maybach …
Blue Devil
(BigBoyy we back with another one) Yeah, yeah Glizock (Yo, Mannie) Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah (Yeah) Ran the money up to a whole ’nother level (Uh) …