Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Russian Cream, artist - Key Glock.
Date of issue: 25.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Russian Cream |
I got big rocks jumpin' out my brand new Patek watch |
Ice ice baby, uh-huh, I got a whole lot |
Nigga, you’s a nobody, you ain’t got no bodies |
These niggas they know 'bout it, these niggas know 'bout me (Tay Keith, |
fuck these niggas up) |
Step up on the scene |
Diamonds bling, these hoes scream |
Checkerboard Louie V |
I’m so fresh and so clean clean |
Stuff them bands in my jeans |
Slap them thirties in them things |
Pull the trigger, let it sing |
Then go smoke a Russian cream |
I got money blue and green |
Drop them racks on double G’s |
Yeah, I’m a Gucci fiend |
Feel like Tarzan, all these trees |
I get so high I can’t breathe |
Like LeBron, bitch, I’m a king |
But I never leave my heat |
Yeah, what the fuck you mean? |
Hop in and hear the exhaust |
Hit the gas, watch me get lost |
Tell that bitch keep on her drawers, yeah |
Yeah, 'cause you know I want them jaws, yeah |
No, you can’t text or can’t call, no |
I got a bitch at the house, yeah |
Give that ho straight to my dawg, yeah |
Dunk that ho like basketball, uh |
You know I’m all 'bout my figures |
Young nigga gettin' them digits |
Young niggas goin' gorilla |
I heard you be talkin' that pillow |
Boy you know you not no killer |
My chopper eat niggas for dinner |
My diamonds is ill, make you shiver |
This codeine is eatin' my liver |
Uh, duh, I drink mud, yuh, pourin' just because |
On my rose I spent a dub, yuh, shinin' like a bug |
Buy that shit, don’t give a fuck |
Yeah, this hustlin' in my blood |
My heart cold, can’t show no love |
Yeah, my grandma raised a thug |
Yeah, I bought them racks out |
Everything I cashed out |
Left the lot, I smashed out |
Come get your boss and cash out |
Get high 'til I pass out |
From the back, she pass out |
Pull her tracks, she tap out |
Big Glock make her spazz out |
Step up on the scene |
Diamonds bling, these hoes scream |
Checkerboard Louie V |
I’m so fresh and so clean clean |
Stuff them bands in my jeans |
Slap them thirties in them things |
Pull the trigger, let it sing |
Then go smoke a Russian cream |