Kevin Gates - With The Lights On lyrics

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Kevin Gates - With The Lights On lyrics

(Hook) First cla** flight is leaving now Dry your eyes Baby, I'm way too fly to be around Your kind Life of the party Every time that I'm in town Grown, used to hardly f**ing with the lights on (Verse 1) Wanted an old school Chevelle But addicted to dash But when you dressing bummy Women look at you and laugh Rock windows... Method of catching a cab Houston by way of Grey Hound Catching the slabs Triple digits without a**istance I'm fetching a pair Designer on my b**h And I got Dominicans fixing her hair Shout out to my n***a Maserati Mazi Stand up in n***as chest While rocking Versace Big booty stripper My life's complete Foreign thang playing Rick James "She's alright with me" One Hunnit Gang Put that on my name Change on the gauge When it bang Blowing out your brains (Hook) First cla** flight is leaving now Dry your eyes Baby, I'm way too fly to be around Your kind Life of the party Every time that I'm in town Grown, used to hardly f**ing with the lights on (Verse 2) Phone calls can affect And my dawg be calling collect Got a party offer that says Spray the .40, off with your neck If your daughter was disrespecting Ain't no talking when I'm upset Shawty want to converse And I'm like what the f** about? What the fuss about? Dick got a problem so s** it out Do it with the lights on No way you're stealing my j**elry If you do, I swear to God I'll be picking the jury Sir Gotti hard to see Leaning, Vision is blurry Kinda, Sorta like the sh** that you consider injury Cedric Tasco my n***a, Birdman Slim Words can't heal Broke heart, Blackout No rubber, No feelings f**ing in the trap house (Hook) First cla** flight is leaving now Dry your eyes Baby, I'm way too fly to be around Your kind Life of the party Every time that I'm in town Grown, used to hardly f**ing with the lights on (Intro) Life of the party Every time that I'm in town Grown, used to hardly f**ing with the lights on