Lyrics
(Rock that shit)
Yeah, it's PCFOE
You can catch Key in a AMG, yeah
It's PCFOE
You can catch lil' TeKey in a AMG, yeah
(Ro-Rock that shit up, Hari)
Brrt, brrt, brrt, uh-huh
Come here, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm
PCFOE gang
Yeah, what you say?
Yeah
Yeah, bump out the AMG, catch me another one
Margiela steppin', lil' TeKey swaggin'
Bae, you can look, don't touch though, I'm radioactive
I'll make you imagine a dragon
Five hundred thousand in blues, it's all of my actions
Stevie can see that I'm havin'
Credit good and my pay automatic
Six figures on a slow month I average
Don't hit the block no more, life lavish
Bae, pick out what you want, you can have it
You a reflection of Key, wanna look like me
Gotta put her in Chanel not Lanvin
Can't get next to Key, she ain't classy
Just here to scratch you without no badge
I'm sorry if I told you I loved you in the past
That's kinda my bad, I was bein' sarcastic
When I get in my feelings, I tend to work hard
I'm probably somewhere kicked off my daughter
Or probably somewhere ballin' out with my brother
On the LLC, write off of every quarter
Learn how to use credit, bet you won't regret it
Don't keep lettin' government niggas extort ya
Jumped in that water, I had to go head first
Ain't have a dollar, I got off the ports
I'm on the phone with Roc, tryna see if I pull out the AMG or go Porsche
GLE geeked up, queefin' in sport
2025 outfit is galore
I gotta get every nigga sleepin' on Key for them times I was sleepin' on the floor
Key ran it up, nigga, we was dusty
I got me some money, now I want some more
Yeah, bump out the AMG, catch me another one
Margiela steppin', lil' TeKey swaggin'
Bae, you can look, don't touch though, I'm radioactive
I'll make you imagine a dragon
Five hundred thousand in blues, it's all of my actions
Stevie can see that I'm havin'
Credit good and my pay automatic
Six figures on a slow month I average
Don't hit the block no more, life lavish
Bae, pick out what you want, you can have it
You a reflection of Key, wanna look like me
Gotta put her in Chanel not Lanvin
Can't get next to Key, she ain't classy
Just here to scratch you without no badge
I'm sorry if I told you I loved you in the past
That's kinda my bad, I was bein' sarcastic