Kevin Gates - Flicka Da Wrist lyrics
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I woke up feelin' like I couldn't feel no betta
Want no fuckin' alka-setzer
I woke up feelin' like I couldn't feel no betta
Mama pray fo' me, my friends fake, I need 100 steppers
They hate the flick of my wrist
Really be willin' no biz, video vix and look kills
Squealing while I'm sticking dick in her ribs
I told her I was a beautician, whip out the scissors, get rid of split ends
I'm full of myself, bae, I'm trippin', feel like I'm ready whateva it is
I'm Katchin' Plays, I mean... Kevin Gates
Meals, I ain't got no chill, bread winner every way
Look who just showed at the table
Make yo hoe go fetch him a plate
Then I pull up in a Porsche, bet whoeva willing to race
Charges dismissed by the FEDS, still gotta deal with the State
Whip em! I got plenty kush, and you pussies picked ova somebody
Gon' lay in yo bushes, 2 times convicted the states for the fully
Jump on, I'm feelin' no need for the hoodie
Street luv a nigga who really a gangsta
Go check my jacket, you know I'mma pull it
ARL hit the line, I'm like 'what the business?'
Just find the lean, I'mma sip it, I don't trust no bitches
Look at the flicka da wrist video from the back while I'm killin' yah bitch
Luvin' my swag, MC Hammer, wanna quit but I'm just too legit
Baltimore Oreos had Mr. Gates, call it economy, fled with the H
Hit the corner store backwards' an entre-pole
Money order, two stamps and an envelope
Commissaries in prison, they money load
Jumpin' and dodgin' the fist like a Mario
Camera belt buckle, this recs catchin' audio
Runnin' the money, ain't workin' no cardio
Left outta Boston and visited Denver
We had a threesome, but we don't remember
Res from the grigy still stuck to my finger tips
Twisting the stink stimulated my mental
SLS 550 matching interior
While at the red light I stay looking serious
Wanna question me? I don't know nothin' bout shit in Kentucky
I'm dealin' with Benjamins
Elephant whippin' the trunk in the front
But I still cannot figure out where the ignition is
While at the airport I'm being surrounded
I'm thinkin' of flyin' in private
All in the bathroom with my flight attendant
Hoe, why is ya hand on my private?
On IG, I talk I be lively
In public I'm movin' in silence
Penitentiary rules and the Feds give respect
If I don't get it back, I get violent
Cairo city straight drop got em wilding
Me June & Boola & Poo out body
Ougtha see my new bitch, she exotic
Wasn't talkin' bout you, hoe, be quiet!
Silver shadow yo boar
Reversible stock, my new girl
I keep both ones on side me
Back to jail while suspected of robbery
Jumpin' by, I won't sign all my property
You think Bressa got by? That's what probably
Dive in the crowd he a gangster, so possibly
Watched out rappers few bitch niggas knocking me
Cuz they bird and their chickens won't flap at me
All in New York be with Maino and Capo
I roll by myself and ain't nobody stoppin' me
Ain't no more real niggas
I'm with Jay-z and Kanye like to listen to
Honestly, they prolly won't tell you that honestly
Super polite, got a record that follow me
Tommy Hilfiger, invest with the guests
Kango cap on yo top wit the wallabees
Johnny Blaze she can sing like Rihanna but ratted on dude
It took everythin' out of me
Amber Rose had messed up wit my nigga
When I get the rip I expect her to lie to me
Sewed the sign in the middle of my forehead
A broke muthafuck who hating don't bother me
(Outro)
Aye, look I dunno how to be, ya bitch ass niggas
All I know how to be is me ya heard me?
Ya can't say man I fuck with Gates then say sumethin'
Negative in the same sentence
Man that don't even go together ole bitch ass nigga
But ya don't know that that ain't real
A nigga neva taught ya that ain't real
Look at all my interviews I neva speak
On no nigga, ya heard me
Penitentiary rules in effect, ole pussy ass nigga
Thanks to Veni V. Sinister for correcting these lyrics
Thanks to eelma for correcting these lyrics
