I been keeping calm, constantly keep making cash, yeah I'm on my Memphis shit, these bitches coming in a pack, uh Key Glock; Yellow Tape. Roll dice, gamble with life, that's like every night (Yeah) Bitch, I'm mad rich, yeah (Bitch) Yeah, yeah (Ayy, yeah), yeah Released January 31, 2020.
Toe tag, we blast, no cap, nigga, and you know that, huh I was in the street before this rap shit, huh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Glizock I got bands, yeah (Racks) [Outro] Don't let them gas you up, heart cold, no mask or gloves, nigga (Nigga), uh Or a bad bitch, uh (Yeah) I got bands, yeah (Pussy) You mad, too bad, you sad I got big racks, huh (Racks)
I'm just sayin', uh
Big Glock, lil' bitch Yellow Tape Tracklist. I been getting bag after bag after bag, yeah Hah, haha, yeah (Sledgren) I got mad sticks, uh, yeah (Bah-bah)
[Intro] Listen to Yellow Tape by Key Glock on VIBBIDI - Browse every single Songs, Tracklists, Music Videos, Remixes, Fan Covers, Live Performances, Tours, Playlists, Lyrics, Narrative Stories, News … Yeah, I was thirteen sneakin', geekin', drinkin' Actavis Call me Mr. Glock, shooters in the front and back, yeah (The fuck?) It’s fair to say that there are occasions when his similes can sound off the shelf—there’s countless references to not letting a woman get between him and his money.
[Chorus] The album peaked at number 14 on the Billboard 200 in the United States.. A music video for "Look At They Face" was directed by Jordan Spencer and released on January 13, 2020. Smoking mack with my unc', he call it 'thrax, uh Strapped in the church and the club [Verse] Big racks, you sad, too bad, you mad, uh (Yeah) Ridin' in some' fast on my way to get a bag, yeah, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) I got this shit out the mud, nigga (Yeah) 1. [Intro] Glock does have some growing up to do. These niggas pussy cat, straight cap, Cat in Hat, yeah 5.9K 6. Glock a different breed, they don't bleed how I bleed, yeah Ice up in my veins, diamonds all up on my sleeve, yeah Baguettes in my teeth, you ain't seen no shit like these, yeah You know how I …
But these are small grumbles in a grand scheme. [Chorus] Alright, alright, alright Call me Mr. Glock, shooters in the front and back, yeah These niggas pussy cat, straight cap, Cat in Hat, yeah I been keeping calm, constantly keep making cash, yeah
Never leave the house without my motherfuckin' strap Alright, alright, alright, alright, uh (Okay) 8.8K 2. I got bud Pitchfork is the most trusted voice in music. [Outro] Gettin' to the cash every day like it's my last, uh (Yeah) Damn, I got these niggas shady, but that shit do not phase me (Uh-uh) Make me put them bands on your mans Call me Mr. Glock, shooters in the front and back, yeah They can keep on hatin' (Yeah), I'ma keep on paper chasin' (Yeah, uh, yeah)
This chronicle begins with Key Glock’s birth. (Uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah, yeah) You know how I do it, bitch, it's only one of me (Key Glock, yeah), Glock a different breed, they don't bleed how I bleed, yeah, Chickenhead by Project Pat (Ft. La Chat & Three 6 Mafia). I don't know why these pussy niggas playin' (Pussy) Hah
Presidential shit, I wrap my Maybach matte black, yeah To be sure, Yellow Tape is a brutal record, lyrically and musically. Sledgren’s horror-movie orchestration scores a drug-slinging tale on “Mr. All these industry rappers be on cap shit, uh, but (Rap cap) Baby, I'm a player and my daddy was a mack, yeah, huh
Yeah Ice up in my veins, diamonds all up on my sleeve, yeah I'm on my Memphis shit, these bitches coming in a pack, uh All these industry rappers be on cap shit, uh, but (Rap cap) Yeah, yeah What the fuck you niggas thought this was?
Big pipe, four-five, your life is gone tonight
I'm a big boss, baby, and my jewelry game crazy (Boss) Forged in the fires of South Memphis, Markeyvius Cathey (aka Key Glock) was brought up by his grandmother and great-grandmother; his father was mostly not around, and his mother spent much of his childhood in prison. Make me put them bands on your mans I was fourteen years old with that motherfuckin' sack, yeah Baby, I'm a player and my daddy was a mack, yeah I don't know why these pussy niggas playin' “It has been times where she in jail and I’m not, I’m in jail and she not,” he once told The Fader with a candor that’s becoming his calling card. I been getting bag after bag after bag, yeah (Racks)
Production was handled by Bandplay, LDG Beats and Sledgren among others. [Chorus] I got mad sticks, uh, yeah (Yeah) Yellow Tape is a mixtape by American rapper Key Glock from Memphis, Tennessee.It was released on January 31, 2020, through Paper Route EMPIRE. I was in the street before this rap shit, huh, yeah
Ridin' in some' fast on my way to get a bag, yeah, yeah (Skrrt) Glock”; traditionalists will delight in hearing the young rapper reference old Snoop Dogg bars over BANDPLAY’s hard-hitting drums and swampy bassline on “Dough.” On “Crash,” Glock teams up with seasoned pro Southside, using vocal processing effects to render his voice dank and spectral. As a rapper, Glock’s accent is identifiably Memphis, if not quite the thick drawl of regional forefathers Three 6 Mafia. 1997 Lyrics. Or a bad bitch, uh (Yeah) I'm just sayin', uh Ayy Baby, I'm a player and my daddy was a mack (Gangster) Baguettes in my teeth, you ain't seen no shit like these, yeah
[Chorus] You dig? But like Juicy J, he can be a walking hook machine, coating every bar on songs like “Flyest Highest Coolest Smoothest” with swagger. Yeah, and that's a motherfuckin' fact, yeah The song is one of the most popular ones on Yellow Tape and follows the same formula as many other tracks on the project: Key Glock raps about his … A couple niggas play with us, we turned that ass to dust Ayy Presidential shit, I wrap my Maybach matte black, yeah Ayy, I'm right back on they ass, yeah, they done made me mad, uh
Bitch, I'm mad rich, yeah (Bitch) I been getting bag after bag after bag, yeah You won’t find a viral hit or lame commercial compromise; there are zero guest rappers diluting Glock’s energy. Presidential shit, I wrap my Maybach matte black, yeah
But these are small grumbles in a grand scheme. I'm on my Memphis shit, these bitches coming in a pack, uh I'm just sayin', uh [Chorus]
I been buyin' baguettes lately (Yeah), it's attractin' all the ladies (Yeah) Even “Amen,” the album’s most obvious reference to faith, finds Glock calling on God not for moral guidance, but to give thanks for his expensive chains, cars and the strength to turn the blocks where his enemies roam into “a morgue.” This autobiography has no sentimental moments. The Memphis rapper offers hard truths and effortless swagger on his uncompromising new mixtape. Hit your ass up with some slugs Production is mostly handled by a group of rising beatmakers who serve up moody instrumentals rippling with muscle. Call me Mr. Glock, shooters in the front and back, yeah I'm on my Memphis shit, these bitches coming in a pack, uh These niggas pussy cat, straight cap, Cat in … I don't fuck with none of these rappers, they know that, uh Ayy, why y'all so turnt? Ayy, I'm right back on they ass, yeah, they done made me mad, uh
These niggas pussy cat, straight cap, Cat in Hat, yeah I'm just sayin', uh His latest mixtape, Yellow Tape, is a street-rap saga peppered with such trenchant insights, narrating the lonely world of a 22-year-old who has been through more bad times than any 22-year-old deserves.
I been keeping calm, constantly keep making cash, yeah I love you, Mr. Glock Glock a different breed, they don't bleed how I bleed, yeah Dough ... What Goes Around Comes Around Lyrics. [Verse 2] New project from Key Glock "Yellow Tape" available now everywhere! No lie, stay fly, get high as a kizz-ite (High) They got me fucked up
Ayy, who want this smoke? I love, I love you too, hahaha, Baby, I'm a player and my daddy was a mack, yeah, huh. I run with hustlers and thugs “I came in this world flexin’,” he says on opener “1997” before detailing his reckless existence in what he calls the “trenches.” Over the mournful piano keys and guitar riffs of “What Goes Around Comes Around,” Glock links life lessons from his elders to his dedication to rapping: “My granny told me what’s done in the dark must come to light/I recorded every night, now I got hella ice.” Detailing your come-up is pretty standard street-rap fare, but Glock’s rich use of language and slyly spiritual edge distinguish him. Gettin' to the cash every day like it's my last, uh (Baby)
[Verse 1] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Glizock A focused vision of what Glock is capable of, Yellow Tape is a work of wicked truths and unfiltered confidence, a book of genesis that feels like a post-mortem.
Yellow Tape Key Glock. Ayy, I'm right back on they ass, yeah, they done made me mad, uh