Two Keys - Jim Jones, Fred The Godson

Dope feens get your spoons out

Finna drop a bomb clear a room out

Still got the thick skinned n*gga hook

You can get it soft or you can get it cooked

I can take thirty six o’s bring back two keys if a n*gga hit the stove

Fast take a flick shit let a n*gga pose

Standing on couches when that n*gga hit the roads

I done bought so many cars n*ggas never had

I done brought so many cars so I serve up fat

No bad bitches brought heavy back

And I beat a bitch body like a heavy back

I done take ten grams to an eighth

Shit after that had a n*gga straight

Dipped in my stash hundred grand out the safe

Now they chain three keys hundred grand worth of bass

Two keys of that cocaine

Bake that cookie on that propane

But you don’t like that shorty is like that shorty is like that

If you can get down on it get down on it get down on it

The coke is a team you know the asking price

As far as dope the db you know why I’m asking why

Did the grams together then we stash the ride

I am so whatever so just ask me nice

I’ll spark this black beretta in a fur la marcus

Trying to trade the trailblazer for a spur

Memory shy yesterday already a blur

Truthfully think we was better the way we were

Bronx shit f*ck you I don’t know how they touch you

Nickel line like a buckaroo

Don’t let your man gash you see this big as desert I prolly build castle

Soon you feel the doubt we at your room like jewels just Jim and I

Say a Hail Mary God forbid I get caught just have my belt with me

Two keys of that cocaine

Bake that cookie on that propane

But you don’t like that shorty is like that shorty is like that

If you can get down on it get down on it get down on it

Step six we were entirely ready to have our higher power remove all these

defects of character