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kevin gates - back in blood (freestyle) كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(be the b chain, n_gga)
so i’ma be honest
(lil’ bitty b_tch)
i don’t know how to count bars
yeah, breadwinner, [?] lil’ bitty b_tch, [?]
i used to count to sell bars
huh
brasi
(we can get messy around here)
(alumni)

[verse]
i can’t pop no bottles in this b_tch, why we celebratin’?
i’m who all my partners go against, everybody changing
ain’t no sense in tryna tone it down, they already hate me
i ain’t in n0body paperwork, i ain’t making statements (uh_huh)
been a soldier, been on solo missions, i’m already gangsta (i’m already gangsta)
wrecked the lambo, son to hear that brasi, i wasn’t ‘posed to make it (i wasn’t ‘posed to make it)
in your feelings ‘causе i f_cked your wife, controllin’ her with lamba
in hеr throat, she [?] on that pipe, i throw it in her tonsils
i hit her with that motorbike and she not unresponsive
legs behind her head and the d_ck go in her stomach
she just told lil’ kevin that she feel it in her tummy
her n_gga keep security with him, she know he not thuggin’
that lil’ body you ain’t catch, you just shot that b_tch and ran
brasi, all the opps we stain, hit that b_tch until it jam
i’m in popular demand, cryptocurrency and bands
i know real n_ggas who trapped, i know real n_ggas who scammed
asian can’t see in seattle, we gon’ thumb through that by hand
private jet with jada washington, developing a strain
before lobster, it was cereal and window unit fans
b_tch i’m mafia material, could never take the stand
this lil’ bopper she do miracles, now watch her move that ass
out the plane, let out the parachute, and then went got a bag
i’m like puerto rico johnny with them bricks, i’m driving fast
i was on the phone with draco out in clayco doing a dash
n_gga play with me ’bout mazi, i’ma spin around and crash
sh_t i’ll grab you all in traffic, put that package on your fam
diamond tennis bracelets fit my pedigree, they make my wrists glisten
amphetamines don’t get the best of me, i get to thinkin’ different
i say lil’ b_tch
[refrain]
before lobster, it was cereal and window unit fans
b_tch i’m mafia material, could never take the stand
before lobster, it was cereal and window unit fans
b_tch i’m mafia material, could never take the stand
this lil’ bopper she do miracles, now watch her wop that ass
out the plane, let out the parachute, and then went got a bag

[outro]
and then went got a bag (got a bag)
and then went got a bag (got a bag)
sayin’, and then went got a bag
b_tch i’m mafia material, could never take the stand (take the stand, take the stand)
then went got a bag (then went got a bag)

- kevin gates

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