Kevin Gates - One Thing lyrics

[Hook:] Baby hit this weed because it might calm you down I rub your feet listenin' to everything you talkin' bout Straight out the streets, I'm grimy I talk, my diamonds shiny Don't mean to be too aggressive baby I go to war with God behind you One thing I really love is makin' love to the p**y One thing I really love is makin' love to the p**y One thing I really love is makin' love to the p**y One thing I really love is makin' love to the p**y No stress hit off the chest, God I made it, I'm off of paper Certificate of completion, I felt like I graduated Enough about that, I ain't come for that I came to comfort p**y drippin' through your draws What I mean it need to be punctured I'm gutter, make love crazy back to the hustle In the mirror makin' faces, I'm k**in' ya from the back Stuffin' dick in your slow, tryna rip the track from your scalp Phone ring, b**h you know you can't answer You call 'em back I say I'm sicker than you, I got more b**hes than you And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew I say I'm sicker than you, I got more b**hes than you And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew [Hook:] Baby hit this weed because it might calm you down I rub your feet listenin' to everything you talkin' bout Straight out the streets, I'm grimy I talk, my diamonds shiny Don't mean to be too aggressive baby I go to war with God behind you One thing I really love is makin' love to the p**y One thing I really love is makin' love to the p**y One thing I really love is makin' love to the p**y One thing I really love is makin' love to the p**y Round two let's get it, cut up you know I'm with it I'm out my mind, I don't get tired, hold up bae it ain't no quittin' Hold the back of my head with my tongue in your a**, ain't no running ho you trippin' Spit drippin' down the crack of your a**, watch the liquid drip all in you kitty Show me you love me Get on top while I'm s**in' your titties you owe me Slow motion, you move it around while you do it Don't nobody know how we thuggin', you know it 'Cept for the people you told me you told 'em Except for the people you told me you told 'em I say I'm sicker than you, I got more b**hes than you And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew I say I'm sicker than you, I got more b**hes than you And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew [Hook:] Baby hit this weed because it might calm you down I rub your feet listenin' to everything you talkin' bout Straight out the streets, I'm grimy I talk, my diamonds shiny Don't mean to be too aggressive baby I go to war with God behind you One thing I really love is makin' love to the p**y One thing I really love is makin' love to the p**y One thing I really love is makin' love to the p**y One thing I really love is makin' love to the p**y I go to war with God behind you I go to war with God behind you I go to war with God behind you I go to war with God behind you