Orville Redenbacher Lyrics - Key Glock

[Intro] 

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up 

[Chorus] 

Young nigga poppin, Orville Redenbacher 

Ice all on my collar, yeah, my money taller 

Ain't no more Impalas, foreign push to start up 

Walk up in the party, pistol in my garment 

Uh, Big Glock, Don't know what you thought, hoe 

So much guap, it hurts when I walk, uh 

Let my money talk, designer to the socks 

Bitch, I love to floss, look what I just bought, uh 

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[Verse] 

Duh, yeah 

Balling just because 

Duh, every chain at least a dub 

Yeah, walking in, I make it flood 

Duh, in the club I got my slugs 

With some Crips and Bloods, duh 

Yeah they show me love 

Nigga, you's a scrub, uh, yeah you just a dub 

Never gave a fuck, yeah, boy you know whats up 

Pulling in the foreign, uh, duh, you know that's us, uh 

Y-yeah that's me 

Six chains, Mr. T, uh, yeah 

You know me 

Smoking on the Russian Creams 

There go Glock, she's like man of my dreams, yeah 

No I'm not, bitch, you ain't my cup of tea 

No, I can't fuck with thot hoes 

I cannot go 

Bitches jaw drop, hoe 

I got them knots, hoe 

Riding Forgiatos, and dodging pot holes 

Smoking on gelato, I hit the lotto 

Cuban links white gold, I-I'm a light show 

Tennis chain on froze, y-yellow and rose 

Choppers like the gun show, they legal and stole 

Hotter than the damn stove, who left the eye on? 

Diamonds dancing, pop rocks, playing hop-scotch 

Jumping out my wrist watch, guess how much this cost 

Could've bought a big house, but iced my wrist out 

Never been a sit down, you're just a sit down 

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[Bridge] 

Why these niggas playing, yeah, they know that I'm spraying 

Bitch, I've been the man since I had diapers in my pants 

I can't make my mind up on a Wraith or a McLaren 

Bragging, I'm just saying, bitch, I'm playing with these bands 

[Chorus] 

Young nigga poppin, Orville Redenbacher 

Ice all on my collar, yeah, my money taller 

Ain't no more Impalas, foreign push to start up 

Walk up in the party, pistol in my garment 

Uh, Big Glock, Don't know what you thought, hoe 

So much guap, it hurts when I walk 

Let my money talk, designer to the socks 

Bitch, I love to floss, look what I just bought, uh