Kevin Gates
Can we link? Ha ha
Can we link? Ha ha
Can we link?
It's that big smoke, bitch it stink
Can we link? Ha ha
Can we link? Ha ha
Can we link?
It's that big smoke, bitch it stink
You see that boy there, he got no fashion
Euuh, yeah!
He lackin' I wish I could get assassins, ye
Yes I can shoot backwards
Ambidextrous Backwoods, In the back woods
Got two hands on with a passion
And I'm in that bitch like a fraction, yeah
All the things you said could have me seeing red
Fucking on yo bitch I got lipstick on my neck, hoe
Like mayday, mayday
Pull up on a date with an AK
And she thought it was my cock but my glock still hard
Just goin' up bitch, free Tay-K
Seven deadly sins
Waiting room looking dim, yeah
Any time I slept, what I saw wasn't him
I got my reasons
Reasons, reasons, hold up
I got my reasons
Reasons, reasons, bitch I got my reasons
Can we link? Ha
Can we link? Ha ha
Can we link?
It's that big smoke, bitch it stink
Now speak to me, speak to me
Speak to me like you were Kevin Gates, (Speak to me)
Speak on me like I'm at Heaven's gate (Speak to me)
Now speak to me like we just fucked in the Garden of Eve
Hold up, I forgot your name
Hoes now die for an ounce of fame
Theres too many politicians I can blame
For shooting kids and it stays the same, okay
Damn, Bitch
I did not know you were a
Damn, fuck that, bitch
I did not know you was a snitch
When you talk to me I get sick
Hoes wanna fuck me like I'm Saint Nick
But they wanna OD on my disco stick
Never fucked with me now they on my dick
Can we link? Ha
Can we link? Ha ha
Can we link?
It's that big smoke, bitch it stink
Can we link? Ha ha
Can we link?
It's that big smoke, bitch it stink
Can we link? Ha ha
Can we link? Ha ha
Can we link?
It's that big smoke, bitch it stink
You see that boy there, he got no fashion
Euuh, yeah!
He lackin' I wish I could get assassins, ye
Yes I can shoot backwards
Ambidextrous Backwoods, In the back woods
Got two hands on with a passion
And I'm in that bitch like a fraction, yeah
All the things you said could have me seeing red
Fucking on yo bitch I got lipstick on my neck, hoe
Like mayday, mayday
Pull up on a date with an AK
And she thought it was my cock but my glock still hard
Just goin' up bitch, free Tay-K
Seven deadly sins
Waiting room looking dim, yeah
Any time I slept, what I saw wasn't him
I got my reasons
Reasons, reasons, hold up
I got my reasons
Reasons, reasons, bitch I got my reasons
Can we link? Ha
Can we link? Ha ha
Can we link?
It's that big smoke, bitch it stink
Now speak to me, speak to me
Speak to me like you were Kevin Gates, (Speak to me)
Speak on me like I'm at Heaven's gate (Speak to me)
Now speak to me like we just fucked in the Garden of Eve
Hold up, I forgot your name
Hoes now die for an ounce of fame
Theres too many politicians I can blame
For shooting kids and it stays the same, okay
Damn, Bitch
I did not know you were a
Damn, fuck that, bitch
I did not know you was a snitch
When you talk to me I get sick
Hoes wanna fuck me like I'm Saint Nick
But they wanna OD on my disco stick
Never fucked with me now they on my dick
Can we link? Ha
Can we link? Ha ha
Can we link?
It's that big smoke, bitch it stink
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