Pain Killers Lyrics by Key Glock is the latest English song. Pain Killers song lyrics are written by Key Glock while the song is produced by Key Glock.
Pain Killers Song Details:
| Song: | Pain Killers |
| Singer: | Key Glock |
| Produce by: | Key Glock |
| Lyrics: | Key Glock |
Pain Killers Lyrics
Aye! Slaughter
This A Slaughter, Yeah!
Yeah! I’m A Made N!gga (Huh!)
Self-Made N!gga (Yeah!)
Always Been A Hustler
All I Know Is Get Paid, N!gga
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
Yeah! You Know My Name
It’s On My Waist
Put It In Your Face, N!gga (Boom, Boom, Boom)
I’m Cutthroat To The Bone
Don’t Call Me Slime
‘Cause I Aingt No Snake, N!gga (Uhh! -Uhh! )
Yeah! I Ran It Up
But Somehow I Still Hang With Gravediggers
(Aye! Yeah! Yeah!)
Yeah! You Know What’s Up (What’s Up)
A Muilt-Million-Dollar Gang Member (Gang)
These N!ggas, They Be Gossiping Like B!tches
I Can’t Hang With Them
And I Aingt Got No Feelings
I Will Pop You Like A Pain Killer
(Baow, Baow, Baow, Baow)
N!gga, I’m Hard Body
Why Would I Talk Pillow? (What?)
You Know I Got That Iron On Me
Yup, I Got That Skillet (Yеah, Yeah! Yeah!)
And I Aingt Nevеr Hiding
If It’s Yellow, Then I’m In It
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
And Ten Times Out Of Ten, Best Believe
I Got It With Me
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
I Just Got The Drop
My Young N!ggas Tryna Spin It
Yeah! Lemon Squeeze Triggers
Got Some Lemons In My Businesses
Yeah! I Aingt Worried About Another N!gga
I Handle Businesses
Yeah! You Bleed Like I Bleed
N!gga, You Want It
You Can Get It (What’s Up?)
Yeah! I’m A Made N!gga (Huh!)
Self-Made N!gga
Always Been A Hustler
All I Know Is Get Paid, N!gga (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
Yeah! You Know My Name
It’s On My Waist
Put It In Your Face, N!gga (Baow, Baow, Baow)
I’m Cutthroat To The Bone
Don’t Call Me Slime
‘Cause I Aingt No Snake, N!gga (Uhh! -Uhh! )
Yeah! I’m A Made N!gga (Huh!)
Self-Made N!gga
Always Been A Hustler
All I Know Is Get Paid, N!gga (Phew, Yeah!)
Yeah! You Know My Name
It’s On My Waist
Put It In Your Face, N!gga (Boom, Boom, Baow)
I Won’t Do Sh!t Behind Yo’ Back
It’s In Your Face, N!gga
Yeah! You Know They Call Me Glock
And That G Stand For Gangster, N!gga (Gangster)
Yellow Everything, I Rep That Fire
You Know I’m Banging, N!gga (Boom)
Racks Stuffed In My Gallery Jeans
Looking Like Some Rangles, N!gga
You Know Aingt Sh!t Changed, N!gga
Just Couple Of My Chains Bigger
You Tryna Get Paid, Yeah!
I’m Tryna Do The Same, N!gga
I Be Balling Hard
Just Like Mello With The Braids, N!gga (Hard, Yeah!)
And You Can Ask Anybody About Me
They’ll Say, N!gga (What?)
Yeah! I’m A Made N!gga (Yeah!)
Self-Made N!gga (Yeah!)
Always Been A Hustler
All I Know Is Get Paid, N!gga (Phew, Phew, Phew)
Yeah! You Know My Name
It’s On My Waist
Put It In Your Face, N!gga (Baow, Baow)
I’m Cutthroat To The Bone
Don’t Call Me Slime
‘Cause I Aingt No Snake, N!gga (Uhh! -Uhh! )
Yeah! I Ran It Up
But Somehow I Still Hang With Gravediggers
(Uhh! Yeah! Yeah!)
Yeah! You Know What’s Up (What’s Up)
A Muilt-Million-Dollar Gang Member (Gang)
These N!ggas, They Be Gossiping Like B!tches
I Can’t Hang With Them (Uhh! )
And I Aingt Got No Feelings
I Will Pop You Like A Pain Killer
N!gga, The Fu*k?
Boom…