LXG - 4 Legs And A Biscuit lyrics

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates] Forensic weapon in court, still considered a sport On the phone with Bald Head, while watching King of New York Tedrick Shaemus' case one of the greatest I ever saw Whole team turn sour when n***as trying to get off Caught slipping, blicked the biscuit administered in the car I'm a dog, worst place to get hit is while in the car Bullet hole in my lip as I'm inching back to the car b**h I'm with pitching a fit, yelling: "Kevin, back in the car!" No hospital visits, I'm on the run trying to get it, having Baby momma problems, every night tryin' to fix it Flashing out, flipping tables, broke every dish in the kitchen The devil living in me, I'm contemplating to end this Sprite facing 20 years, well, that's what they try to give him D. Ozi out on bail, for a charge he caught with that dealing Back when we was little, want us a Pickle Dilly Innocent making faces in the window while having dinner Who'd ever think that we'd grow up and turn out to be k**ers Barrel extensions, tool is narrow and slender Compact in my jacket, even flinch I might hit ya Shot too hard in the heart, my emotions are ruined Too hard to trust, don't give a f**, won't open up to no woman Take my lick and keep pushing, don't try playing me, p**y AR-15 with the i/r-beam, laying down in the bushes Won't say no name but so and so lent me a pound of them cookies TTGTHUG, L.I.F.E, I'm with it If shawty bust her p**y open, no commitment, I sinned it Lord forgive me I'm sinnin', I come to you as a sinner Take all my scars, take my heart, turn me into a Christian Bright n***a in the paint as if my last name was Griffin Popeye's chicken, I just want 4 Legs And A Biscuit I always shout to chi-towns, all my n***as in Folsom Stuck to the code, even when the pressure on, we ain't folding Let's get it on