Guess What?

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 Yo, Mannie
 (Let the BandPlay)
 Yeah, guess what I did today? (What?)
 I called up my jeweler and ordered a chain, yeah (bling)
 I'm drippin', leavin' stains (drip)
 Designered down with some Michael J's, yeah (yeah)
 Baguettes on me, mane (yeah)
 This shit drip like a bucket of rain, uh (yeah, yeah-yeah)
 Yeah, I got aim (I got), how the fuck you think I got my name? (Glock)
 I rap and my choppa sing, I bust rhymes and I bust brains
 You're not my kind, we not the same, niggas lame, that's on gang
 Too much water, boy, I can't be drained
 Yeah, I be goin' ape, no, I can't be tamed
 Yeah, hop up in a big body, take both lanes (big body) (skrrt)
 My nickname Key, 'cause I'm pure as cocaine (I'm pure)
 Yeah, dope-dope (yeah), bitch, they treat me like the Pope, uh (yeah)
 Bitch, I do what I'm supposed, uh (bitch)
 And I'm supposed to get more, yeah (some more)
 I'm just supposed to get more (I'm supposed to)
 I'm just supposed to get more (I'm supposed to)
 I'm just supposed to get more (I'm supposed to) (more)
 And more (more), and more (yeah)
 (Yeah) dope (dope), yeah-yeah, bitch, I don't play fair (I don't)
 Play-play with me, I dare, yeah (don't play)
 You're better off gettin' the chair, uh (yeah)
 They like, "Glock, you somethin' else", nah (Glizzock)
 Nah, bitch, I'm the best, yeah (best)
 I keep my opps upset (yeah), I'm a walkin' threat, uh (yeah)
 With a check, yeah, they like, "What's next?"
 Bitch, this not your average necklace (nah)
 Baguettes on my chest, this shit cost about ten Lexus
 Nigga, no cap, you can probably ask Alexa
 Yeah, lil' nigga with them big figures, he so extra
 Uh, Cartier, frames on my face just like Dexter
 Catch me in the lab every day, get my craft up
 I remember them days makin' plays off my Samsung (remember that?)
 Now I'm makin' plays, makin' plays in a mansion (woo)
 Yeah, money talk, nigga, I didn't bite my damn tongue (nah)
 Smokin' on the best, yes (yes), lil' nigga with vet lungs (vet lungs)
 I got them racks and some (and some), ballin' hard, and one (and one)
 Killin' shit, red rum (red rum), yeah
 Yeah, guess what I did today? (What?)
 I called up my jeweler and ordered a chain, yeah (bling)
 I'm drippin', leavin' stains (drip)
 Designered down with some Michael J's, yeah
 Baguettes on me, mane (baguettes)
 This shit drip like a bucket of rain, uh (yeah)
 Yeah, I got aim (I got), how the fuck you think I got my name? (Glock)