Kevin Gates, Stitches - Hands Official lyrics

[Kevin Gates, Stitches - Hands Official lyrics]

Everybody know me
Every section I be stepping in
In the club, they know my hands official
Ain't no weapon in

A-a-ain't no weapon in everybody know me
Every club that I be stepping in
And my hands official I ain't
Gotta bring my weapon in
This bitch like a bitch n she tell me
She tell me that she a lesbian
I like bitches too, i told her
I think i'm a lesbian
All her friends wants chill in
VIP, i told her, let em in!
I could make it rain in here for weeks
But that's irrelevant!
Michelle Obama married to my
Hustle like the president (Squiiirrtttt)
Porsche trunk is in the front
Just like an elephant

Turnin up in the foreign
Got a bad bitch Nicaragua
Flipping in the pussy like a dolphin
Shawty say i'm too cold hearted
Never had a family I'ma orphan
Quick to put a nigga in the coffin
Hit the weed go to caughin
I be speaking Spanish when i'm talking
Café con leche my coffee
Hit a nigga with the carbine
If I got off-subject, i'm sorry
Ex-boyfriend, he a stalker
I just like to chill in her apartment
Say she love me cuz I'm not a stalker
I be ballin hard like Spalding
Drop dick off, and never called her
Nigga tried to jack he gotta kill me
If you a pussy nigga, you say "really?"
If you stand for something, then you feel me
Selling H Town by the fitten
I'm the lil nigga with the mouth full
When it come to guns I got a house full
If you called your girl, she in route soon
Didn't answer? Probably got her mouth full
Uh, diamonds bitch I got a mouth full
I blind a bitch I got a mouth full
Diamonds bitch I got a mouth full
I blind a bitch I got a mouth full

Everybody know me
Every club that I be stepping in
And my hands official I ain't
Gotta bring my weapon in
This bitch like a bitch n she tell me
She tell me that she a lesbian
I like bitches too, i told her
I think i'm a lesbian
All her friends wants chill in
VIP, i told her, let em in!
I could make it rain and hit for weeks
But that's irrelevant!
Michelle Obama married to my
Hustle like the president (Squiirttt)
Porsche trunk is in the front
Just like an elephant

I could shoot this gun
Or I could throw them hands
I demand my respect, nigga
That's from every man
If you die for your squad
Then you must be a real nigga
Got my nigga Lito, his first pistol
He better pull that trigger
It's a homicide on trial
You beat the case I smile
Who you think you playin with
I'm the king of my town
The judges squrred, police is squrred
And if I say that I'ma kill you
I'm a man of my word i swear!

Everybody know me
Every club that I be stepping in
And my hands official
I ain't gotta bring my weapon in
This bitch like a bitch n she tell me
She tell me that she a lesbian
I like bitches too, I told her
I think I'm a lesbian
All her friends wants chill in
VIP, I told her, let em in!
I could make it rain and hit for weeks
But that's irrelevant!
Michelle Obama married to my
Hustle like the president (Squiirttt)
Porsche trunk is in the front
Just like an elephant

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