Key Glock – Pain Killers (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Date 2022-03-11

Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, Music Video, New Music

Watch the music video for the “Pain Killers” song by Key Glock. The track was produced by Gunboi, PVLACE & Sledgren. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Key Glock Pain Killers

Key Glock Pain Killers

Memphis-based rapper Key Glock has officially released his new video single, “Pain Killers.” The new single arrives ahead of the 24-year-old’s forthcoming deluxe edition of Yellow Tape 2, which comes out on March 25.

“Pain Killers” serves as a warning to everybody, soundtracking Glizock’s latest music video in the snow. The rapper walks in head-to-toe Christian Dior with a goat on a leash, flexing next to his yellow Rolls Royce Cullinan. The goat signifies many of Glock’s own core qualities, never saying no to a battle. A goat doesn’t move around obstacles, it simply puts its head down and rams through them. Glizock does the exact same.

This is the first new record to arrive from Key Glock’s upcoming deluxe edition, which will include ten new songs in total.

Key Glock – Pain Killers (prod. Gunboi, PVLACE & Sledgren)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, Slaughter, this a slaughter)
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 (Boom, boom, boom)
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 gossipin’ like bitches, I can’t hang with ’em
And I ain’t got no feelings, I will pop you like a pain killer (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

[Verse 1]
Nigga, I’m hard body, why would I talk pillow? (What?)
You know I got that iron on me, yup, I got that skillet (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I ain’t never hidin’, if it’s yellow, then I’m in it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And ten times out of ten, best believe, I got it wit’ me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just got the drop, my young niggas tryna spin it
Yeah, lemon squeeze triggers, got some lemons in my [?]
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 (Baow, baow, baow)
I’m cutthroat to the bone, don’t call me slime, ’cause I ain’t no snake, nigga (Uh-uh)
Yeah, I’m a made nigga (Huh), 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 yo’ 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 rangles, 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 ballin’ hard, just like Mello 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 (Baow, baow)
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 (Uh, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you know what’s up (What’s up), a multi-million-dollar gang member (Gang)
These niggas, they be gossipin’ like bitches, I can’t hang with ’em (Uh)
And I ain’t got no feelings, I will pop you like a pain killer

[Outro]
Nigga (The fuck?)
Boom

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