- Kevin Gates Fuck It 歌詞
- Kevin Gates
- 'Fuck It'
Lil Bro: Man, fuck your DJ
KG: Man, lil brother, you cant be saying fuck a nigga DJ...
And all that shit
Lil Bro: Fuck em, what can they do for me
KG: You right, My nigga fuck your DJ
Kg: Lil Bro, you gotta turn my shit on...
So the hoes can be on my dick
Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it
I aint scared to go to jail
Im thuggin, Im thuggin, Im thuggin
Fuck him
My block roll, outta of control, phone jumping
Just seen a fight, my lil hoes with the scuffling
Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it
I aint scared to go to jail
Im thuggin, Im thuggin, Im thuggin
Fuck him
In the drought we gon eat yellin 'FLOOD IT'
Took my lick when I went in Im 100
[?] [?] swag cut up bad my new Mac , Kodak Black
Gold buttons, hold up yeah, Pour up
Wait that was Mazi line first
A lot of niggas been dabbing lately that was Mazi lil work!
No leash, pitbull in the streets
On the dead end, watch how I make it jump
Status in the game, I aint stretching cane
Mentioning my name, Customers will come
Ooh get em Gates, hold up get in there
Bitch get it straight, I got 50 [?]
I am not popping bottles on they ass
Full auto, hit the throttle on they ass
Wasnt trying when my pockets doing bad
Now Im bout to go and really make em mad
Fuck how they feel, I dont take it back
Catch a fade in my younger days
Zip shit quick, put you up
[?] bitch you know what up
[?] one, yeah keep it up
Nuk stuckwith me through the clutch
I aint never seen him switch it up
Villy tell lil J I say what up
O you heard em fucking, what you tough
I love your mama, know we had it rough
Gangster Reezy I was looking up
Trell saw me get it out the mud
He didnt have a shower just a tub
Big Jimmy house on eleventh
12 Big London Im a stepper
Stanley called me Kevin Marsellus
Get it
Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it
I aint scared to go to jail
Im thuggin, Im thuggin, Im thuggin
Fuck him
My block roll, lot of control, phone jumping
Just seen a fight, my lil hoes with the scuffling
Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it
I aint scared to go to jail
Im thuggin, Im thuggin, Im thuggin
Fuck him
In the drought we gon eat yelling 'FLOOD IT'
Took my lick when I went in Im 100
Boobie black went to jail
Streets, I was in em knee deep
Real Magnolia die-hards
Pulling up to get weed
Me and Gunna locked up together
Way back think we did in 90s
You and LVG uptown niggas living grimy
[?] yo [?] bitch I miss you
You still in the trenches, I been grinding
Menace on my mind, I kept it silent
Fuss, fight, argue but Im diving
Lately feeling like Ive been surviving (I did)
Jumping out with [?] montana
Out in Watts, cooling out in Cali
Compton menace hit me you know whats happening
I just sent it, You aint get the package ?
Miami, hold up man, Im just rapping
Trapping, run it up, Im just camping
I aint seen [?] her once
Understand it, she gon understand it
In Tarzan, Im tryna build a mansion
In Topanga, I see Kylie Jenner
Sometimes I see Tyga with her
Neiman Marcus, I just work retarded
I got money problems
Get the picture ?
100 pints of Ac and Im quick to spend it
Islah thuggin thats my daughter laughing
Aint too many times aint caught her happy
Conversation [?] look what happen
Pussy street nigga you a rapper
Run up on me, come and see what happen
Imma die, I aint from this planet
My lil son bad, Im his daddy
Your baby mama used to be a daddy
Grown man, you still got a daddy
You still got a daddy, man be for real
Like you is a little boy
Hey look its Kevin Gates, you heard me ?
Preciate you for joining me..
On this adventure that we about to go on
This is Murder for Hire 2
Man lets get into some shit
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