[Intro: Kevin Gates & lil Bro]
Lil Bro: Man, f** your DJ
KG: Man, lil brother, you can't be saying f** a n***a DJ...
And all that sh**
Lil Bro: f** em, what can they do for me
KG: You right, My n***a f** your DJ
Kg: Lil Bro, you gotta turn my sh** on...
So the hoes can be on my dick
[Hook: Kevin Gates]
f** it, f** it, f** it, f** it
I ain't scared to go to jail
I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin
f** him
My block roll, outta of control, phone jumping
Just seen a fight, my lil hoes with the scuffling
f** it, f** it, f** it, f** it
I ain't scared to go to jail
I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin
f** him
In the drought we gon' eat yellin "FLOOD IT"
Took my lick when I went in I'm 100
[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
[?] [?] swag cut up bad my new Mac , Kodak Black
Gold bu*tons, hold up yeah, Pour up
Wait that was Mazi line first
A lot of n***as 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 ain't stretching cane
Mentioning my name, Customers will come
Ooh get 'em Gates, hold up get in there
b**h get it straight, I got 50 [?]
I am not popping bottles on they a**
Full auto, hit the throttle on they a**
Wasn't trying when my pockets doing bad
Now I'm bout to go and really make 'em mad
f** how they feel, I don't take it back
Catch a fade in my younger days
Zip sh** quick, put you up
[?] b**h you know what up
[?] one, yeah keep it up
Nuk stuck with me through the clutch
I ain't never seen him switch it up
Villy tell lil J I say what up
O you heard 'em f**ing, 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 didn't have a shower just a tub
Big Jimmy house on eleventh
12 Big London I'm a stepper
Stanley called me Kevin Marsellus
Get it
[Hook: Kevin Gates]
f** it, f** it, f** it, f** it
I ain't scared to go to jail
I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin
f** him
My block roll, lot of control, phone jumping
Just seen a fight, my lil hoes with the scuffling
f** it, f** it, f** it, f** it
I ain't scared to go to jail
I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin
f** him
In the drought we gon eat yelling "FLOOD IT"
Took my lick when I went in I'm 100
[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
b**bie black went to jail
Streets, I was in 'em knee deep
Real Magnolia die-hard's
Pulling up to get weed
Me and Gunna locked up together
Way back think we did in 90s
You and LVG uptown n***as living grimy
[?] yo [?] b**h I miss you
You still in the trenches, I been grinding
Menace on my mind, I kept it silent
Fuss, fight, argue but I'm diving
Lately feeling like I've been surviving (I did)
Jumping out with [?] montana
Out in Watts, cooling out in Cali
Compton menace hit me you know what's happening
I just sent it, You ain't get the package ?
Miami, hold up man, I'm just rapping
Trapping, run it up, I'm just camping
I ain't seen [?] her once
Understand it, she gon understand it
In Tarzan, I'm 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 I'm quick to spend it
Islah thuggin that's my daughter laughing
Ain't too many times ain't caught her happy
Conversation [?] look what happen
p**y street n***a you a rapper
Run up on me, come and see what happen
I'mma die, I ain't from this planet
My lil son bad, I'm his daddy
Your baby mama used to be a daddy
Grown man, you still got a daddy
[Outro: Kevin Gates]
You still got a daddy, man be for real
Like you is a little boy
Hey look it's 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 let's get into some sh**