[Chorus: Cadet4wi10]
Phat ass, hips wide, and she touch her toes, shit
I'm In Kevin Gates mode (I'm in Kevin Gates mode)
I'mma make that hoe cream for my spirit save the load
I'm in Kevin Gates mode (I'm in Kevin Gates mode)
I can hear my chickens crow, I been checkin two phones
I'm in Kevin Gates mode (I'm in Kevin Gates mode)
I gotta reap what I sow I can hear my chicken phone
I'm in Kevin Gates mode (I'm in Kevin Gates mode)
[Verse 1: Cadet4wi10]
She grip my stick and she know my body Mister let it go
But in this case she get on her knees lemme take control
By my side in my whip and she understand the code
And she get it when I lose my shit I'm just in my mode
I'm just in my mood (I'm sorry)
I love playin wit her ass when she in the nude
Tearin off that dress, Halloween she was Betty Boop
Stick pokin out in the club that's what detty do
Say she like them older so I told her I was twenty-two
Sike bitch I lied you was moanin how this youngin do
Think before she speak and then she spoke, you ain't nothin' new
Ain't that the fuckin truth, I'm that same hitta
Glock to my left everyday cause I stay realer
Knocking back some pineapple juice, she love the taste
She be askin bout my height, so I asked bout her weight
If I want yo hoe imma get her shit guess it's fate
(Wait for beat)
Bae give her blessins then it's on now she in fold
I remember sleepin on the street, it was really cold
I remember sleepin in the trap with the mice and mold
Now you catch me sleepin with 2 bitchs my life is a show
They wanna make a movie
Bossman Dlow that's not how this gone go
Abbreviations in my head yellin free the bros
I went from servin dog food now I'm movin stone
She just fix me up a plate yeah, I love my hoe
She want to take me on a date I ain't wanna go
I guess I gotta go
So I rack one in the pipe, then I hit the road
I done made it off some shake
Fell in luv wit my drugs but i never wake and bake
If you havin and im not imma fuck around and take
No I'm never goin woke I'm too solid in my faith
'Fore I'm ever goin broke imma put it to your face
[Hook: Cadet4wi10]
I be fuckin wit my side piece she let me fuck her throat
She just sipped my molly and forgot how to gag and choke
Stu gatz shit goddamn I let her drive the boat
We just hit the mall, keep it all in her Gucci tote
[Verse 2: Cadet4wi10]
Gettin hard to breath I be fuckin with my shiesty on
Tell my bitch she got it in her ear with that Vedo on
Want me to fall asleep with it in like a tampon
Got me feeling some type of way so it's game on
Sayin that my music gone blow like a fire bomb
Do as I say, so she cleanin up my firearm
No, you can never can't lead king of Babylon
Walkin with that hammer on me readin Farrakhan
I be in the trap every place where you can't go
Reptilian, a snake with my scales like in Rango
Caught him at that funeral, sent him where his mans go
I be shootin he be runnin takin 2 to tango
Ain't shootin outta window I'm waiting till you come out
D line O line I ran whole nother route
They askin why I'm limpin what you think I ain't got no gout
Too tied I been on the road baby don't you pout
I just took her out to eat, I just took her outta state
She was choppin up my meat, got a belly full a steak
Rub it on her butt in his bed where his bitch lay
Give me a strap any city shit I'll be okay
Drip like a tap wit dat water feelin Jykll May
Leave your body shakin in the street like you Michael J
AK, SK, Ruger, put it to your face
If he wanna die, let me know, I can make a way
Timbs on my feet with that Nike on my head
She got long hair, don't care, dead on my bed
Preme on my feet with that shiesty on my head
I got long hair, don't care poppin all them meds
If we talkin bout this Ocho cinco blick go everywhere you can't go
Top what you not 85 like dat cash flow
I ain't never talk when them cops hit the bando
Ordered up a hit feelin cold like I'm Brando
She take it off and sit do a trick I'm like damn ho
She eatin up my dick real sloppy like a mango
I'm snoozin off the work gave him a flick I'm like stand bro!
Wamma on me walkin in yo hood with that WAM on me
Spun, spun, and spun I'm like damn you betta chill homie
He say Will I can't stop, what do I do? I need some help homie
I said stop being a bitch and pop a pill go and kill homie
[Hook: Cadet4wi10]
I be fuckin wit my side piece she let me fuck her throat
She just sipped my molly and forgot how to gag and choke
Stu gatz shit goddamn I let her drive the boat
We just hit the mall keep it all in her Gucci tote
[Verse 3: Cadet4wi10]
Why the fuck I'm taking all these risks
Girl lookin at me with them eyes and that's it
Her bae textin on the phone baby how yo lunch is?
While I hit her from the back, that's the way my life get
Drippin on the flo she need mo of this dick
Squeezin shit out of my hand baby loosen up yo grip
But don't loosen up yo grip
I just went and hit the sto plain jane on my wrist
Seen a opp track him down set it off I can't miss
Imma walk his ass down I enjoy shootin shit
Pray Allah life fucked save me from this shit
She got a name on her body doing dances doing tricks
If you don't wanna die better stay out the mix
I go crazy on these beats 100 bars I don't give a fuck
She has a mans I ain't give a fuck I'm just tryna fuck
Blick him blick him blick him he tried to duck but I ran amuck
Hit him in his head don't need luck he be dead as fuck
No Ls but I keep my gun I ain't smino
Like I'm big L I'll let them have it nod I'll let it go
Me to kill a opp I'm Killa Cam I'll do it for the lo
Like I'm lil top I shoot shots and I just might overdose
Fuckin all them sweet hoes, and I'm in my bag now
Murda for the cash flow, I'ma kill the cash cow
I just hit the gym twice today, I hit that bag now
I just hit my bitch twice today, like a snow plow
She fillin up her nose now
She gotta flat stomach but this bitches hips wide
She grab my gun, lick the barrel, then she rack the slide
I like her ass and attitude she told me come inside
I want some cake, she got it too, and she like to ride
I pick her up, clear the table, panties to the side
Kiss her mouth, neck, chest, Yes it's drill time
And so I flip her ass over put that dick inside
[Chorus: Cadet4wi10]
Phat ass, hips wide, and she touch her toes, shit
I'm in Kevin Gates mode
I'mma make that hoe cream for my spirit save the load
I'm in Kevin Gates mode
I can hear my chickens crow I been checkin two phones
I'm in Kevin Gates mode
I gotta reap what I sow, I can hear my chicken phone
I'm in Kevin Gates mode