Lyrics Young Dolph ft. Key Glock – Aspen

Aspen Lyrics – Young Dolph ft. Key Glock

Singer: Young Dolph ft. Key Glock
Title: Aspen

Aspen Lyrics – Young Dolph
BandPlay
Yeah, yeah
Okay, okay

Stay out my way, I’ll pop you like an Aspen (Watch out)
Trap n#gg# on the way to Aspen (Aspen)
Smoke the best weed and spent millions on fashion (Stylin’)
I cash the chicken, went ballin’ in Aspen (Colorado)

Grew up f#cked up, now I’m havin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Don’t make me book you for a closed casket (Yeah, yeah)
Drop a bag on ya #ss and go to Aspen (Aspen)
I just dropped off sixty bags in the Aston (Martin)

She in my past tense (Woo), but she a bad b#tch (Woo)
Smoke the blunt and count my money, started dancin’ (Woo)
My b#tch so jealous, she said “Who the f#ck you dancin’ with?” (Damn)
BandPlay, that’s who I’m runnin’ up the bands with (Ayy)

Free all of my mans that’s locked down in the can (Free my dawgs)
Shout-out to the opps ’cause them my number one fans (Super p#ss#)
All my old hoes know I miss them the most
We made it out the trenches, grab a bottle, let’s make a toast

I woke up this morning, smokin’ big blunts in my Dior robes (Yeah)
I got six karats a piece of VS in my earlobes (Yeah)
I got n#gg#s with me on go everywhere that I go (Yeah)
Today, I just might be the freshest n#gg# on the whole globe (Cabana)

Stay out my way, I’ll pop you like an Aspen (Watch out)
Trap n#gg# on the way to Aspen (Aspen)
Smoke the best weed and spent millions on fashion (Stylin’)
I cash the chicken, went ballin’ in Aspen (Colorado)

Grew up f#cked up, now I’m havin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Don’t make me book you for a closed casket (Yeah, yeah)
Drop a bag on ya #ss and go to Aspen (Aspen)
I just dropped off sixty bags in the Aston (Martin)

I just jumped off quarantine to get a back in (Let’s go, let’s go)
Trap n#gg#, still pop you like a Advil (Yeah, you know)
Huh, yeah, b#tch, you know I’m the sh#t, I get my accent (Yup)
First time gettin’ locked up, I had took some bags to Nashville (Woah)

Now, fast forward that, your boy in Aspen
I’m rockin’ me a mink, my Fanta pink, I bought my ratchet
I’m straight up out the street, no, I can’t ski, but I can back in (Yup)
I’m ten toes to the death of me, I put that on my patent (Yeah)

Yeah, I be killin’ all my opps and I be killin’ fashion
I never leave the house without my Glock, it’ll never happen (Uh-uh)
My neck and wrist is Colorado rocky, yes, I’m havin’ it
I’m cut throat to the bone, I hope you n#gg#s understand me, b#tch

Stay out my way, I’ll pop you like an Aspen (Watch out)
Trap n#gg# on the way to Aspen (Aspen)
Smoke the best weed and spent millions on fashion (Stylin’)
I cash the chicken, went ballin’ in Aspen (Colorado)

Grew up f#cked up, now I’m havin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Don’t make me book you for a closed casket (Yeah, yeah)
Drop a bag on ya #ss and go to Aspen (Aspen)
I just dropped off sixty bags in the Aston (Martin)
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