nigga won’t tell me talkin’ ’bout some
you twenty percent more in it who’s that
nigga you control the wheel there
flexed up billy jean yesuh everything
she don’t trust a nigga nigga i don’t trust a wedding ring
flexed up billy jean yesuh everything
she don’t trust a nigga nigga i don’t trust a wedding ring
yappa goin’ badaboom yappa goin’ badabing
ray charles i can’t see aretha franklin let it sing
yappa goin’ badaboom yappa goin’ badabing
ray charles i can’t see aretha franklin let it sing
sip out the canister rollin’ up cannabis
i’m not permitted to cross into canada
fired my manager robert horry in the game
switch place story stay the same
bail came in the mail bust it down you would think i’m tory lanez
broke prayin’ for a whole thang shot the text and a load came
flex on ’em like i’m billy bought a new hip then told her hit me
tryna get next to me like i’m tristan you think i’m really ’bout to let you get me
you think i’m really ’bout to let you bill it
you think you really ‘posed to get a bentley
all you do is stalk other ho’s pages you cannot afford a payment on a civic
keep it professional when you dm me
you know your sister be all in my business copyin’ everythin’ that i delivered
tmz i’m fightin’ with dreka
we cannot do this in front of the children
laughin’ and shit she gon’ go get a pistol know this ho crazy probably wanna kill me
how could you leave me
flexed up billy jean yesuh everything
she don’t trust a nigga nigga i don’t trust a wedding ring
flexed up billy jean yesuh everything
she don’t trust a nigga nigga i don’t trust a wedding ring
yappa goin’ badaboom yappa goin’ badabing
ray charles i can’t see aretha franklin let it sing
yappa goin’ badaboom yappa goin’ badabing
ray charles i can’t see aretha franklin let it sing
cookin’ up let me do what i want gold rollie touch cutter gon’ launch
in cali just call me an ally you tell me the addi and daddy gon’ punch
crunch time gotta count in the clutch bust down not the ho with the blunt
breakin’ open a pipe pourin’ dope in the cup partner bought it ’bout to open it up
big body doors openin’ up big jamaican unloadin’ the truck
big weight ’bout to go in the trunk bad bitch give me brain in the trunk
just jugg four m in a month twofifty book a show i’ma come
cappin’ like they got more than us matter of fact i just ordered up
shopliftin’ they recorded us ‘member back on the marta bus
i could remember you treatin’ me shitty back then ’cause i wasn’t important enough
straight from the back how i’m grippin’ the bitch throwin’ dick in her kidney she ballin’ up
in the mirror i glisten’ the button ignition the engine go rah when i start it up
flexed up billy jean yesuh everything
she don’t trust a nigga nigga i don’t trust a wedding ring
flexed up billy jean yesuh everything
she don’t trust a nigga nigga i don’t trust a wedding ring
yappa goin’ badaboom yappa goin’ badabing
ray charles i can’t see aretha franklin let it sing
yappa goin’ badaboom yappa goin’ badabing
ray charles i can’t see aretha franklin let it sing
ay forgive me if i’m not energetic and hunky dory around this bitch when i got a motherfuckin’ gps monitor strapped to my leg when i got a motherfuckin’ po tellin’ me i can go travel to spend money but i can’t travel to make money you know forgive me for not being enthusiastic you heard me when i got these fuckin’ dick suckers on my motherfuckin’ back 4 hours a day playin’ wit’ me you heard me and now you fuckin’ playin’ wit’ me
Artist: Kevin Gates
Year: 2018
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 409