Pain Killers Song Lyrics

Description:- Pain Killers Lyrics Key Glock are Provided in this article. This is a new song which is sang by famous Singer Key Glock. This song is from Yellow Tape 2 (Deluxe) album. This song will release on 10 March 2022.

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Song:– Pain Killers

Singer:– Key Glock

Album:– Yellow Tape 2 (Deluxe)

Producer:– Gunboi, PVLACE & Sledgren

Written:– Key Glock

Label:– Paper Route Empire

Pain Killers Lyrics Key Glock

[Intro]
(Ayy, Sledgren, this shit slap)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m a made nigga (Huh), self-made nigga (Yeah)
Always been a hustler, all I know is get paid, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you know my name, it’s on my waist, put it in your face, nigga (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
I’m cutthroat to the bone, don’t call me slime ’cause I ain’t no snake, nigga (Uh-uh)

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, I ran it up, but somehow I still hang with gravediggers (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you know what’s up (What’s up), a multi-million dollar gang member (Gang)
These niggas, they be gossiping like bitches, I can’t hang with ’em
And I ain’t got no feelings, I will pop you like a painkiller (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

[Verse 1]
Nigga, I’m hardbody, why would I talk pillow? (What?)
You know I got that iron on me, yup, I got that skillet (Yеah, yeah, yeah)
And I ain’t nevеr hidin’, 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)
I just got the drop, my young niggas tryna spin it
Yeah, lemon squeeze triggers, got some lemons in my pendant (Lemon)
Yeah, I ain’t worried ’bout another nigga, I handle businesses
Yeah, you bleed like I bleed, nigga, you want it, you can get it (What’s up?)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m a made nigga (Huh), self-made nigga
Always been a hustler, all I know is get paid, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you know my name, it’s on my waist, put it in your face, nigga (Buh, buh)
I’m cutthroat to the bone, don’t call me slime ’cause I ain’t no snake, nigga (Yeah)
Yeah, I’m a made nigga (Yeah), self-made nigga
Always been a hustler, all I know is get paid, nigga (Phew, yeah)
Yeah, you know my name, it’s on my waist, put it in your face, nigga (Boom, boom, baow)
I’m cutthroat to the bone, don’t call me slime ’cause I ain’t no snake, nigga (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
I won’t do shit behind your back, it’s in your face, nigga
Yeah, you know they call me Glock and that G stand for gangster, nigga (Gangster)
Yellow everything, I rep that fire, you know I’m bangin’, nigga (Boom)
Racks stuffed in my Gallery jeans, lookin’ like some Wranglers, nigga
You know ain’t shit changed, nigga, just couple of my chains bigger
You tryna get paid, yeah, I’m tryna do the same, nigga
I be balling hard just like ‘Melo with the braids, nigga (Hard, yeah)
And you can ask anybody ’bout me, they’ll say, nigga (What?)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m a made nigga (Yeah), self-made nigga (Yeah)
Always been a hustler, all I know is get paid, nigga (Phew, phew, phew)
Yeah, you know my name, it’s on my waist, put it in your face, nigga (Buh, buh)
I’m cutthroat to the bone, don’t call me slime ’cause I ain’t no snake, nigga

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, I ran it up, but somehow I still hang with gravediggers (Uh, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you know what’s up (What’s up), a multi-million dollar gang member (Gang)
These niggas, they be gossiping like bitches, I can’t hang with ’em
And I ain’t got no feelings, I will pop you like a painkiller

[Outro]
The fuck?
Buh