Kevin Gates - Shakin Back lyrics
Kevin Gates [Kevin Jerome Gilyard] Baton Rouge, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kevin Gates - Shakin Back lyrics]
Rippa on the beat bitch
Yeah, this how I'm livin’
Two for thirty-five, I just come out the H
Hit it wit' Bolivia, Lil' Lidocaine
27 ounces, three 9 pieces I’m shakin' back
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday
Can't wait for that
H town, no fentanyl, we dealin' that
Rumors hit my top every minute
I'm built for that
If I can pray there, I can stay there
I ain't scared of nothin'
Your grandma stay there, you don’t lay there
Boy you scared to hustle
Oh well, really, yeah I name ringing bells
And my neighborhood supplier just
Got out the Feds
I’m pissin' clean for my PO
I’ma livin' legend straight out the clink
Fuck every CO who encountered Kevin
White people showing love
Niggas hating on me
Say they got a cake baked
And they waiting on me i went flat
Had to scratch woman skated on me
I pray 5 times a day I had to talk to God
In chicago going hard without a body guard
I'm in control and I'm controlling
I’m a shot caller
Couple rappers but they names
I am not calling
Y'all gotta pay up that their lease land lord
If you don't pay up what
You order i'm not stakeholder rubber bands
Coming in, on command
27 ounces, three 9 pieces I'm shakin' back
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday
Can't wait for that
H town, no fentanyl, we dealin' that
Rumors hit my top every minute
I'm built for that
If I can pray there, I can stay there
I ain't scared of nothin'
Your grandma stay there, you don't lay there
Boy just scared to hustle
Oh well, really, yeah name ringing bells
And my neighborhood supplier just
Got out the Feds
Say he broke the seal
Can I put it back on feet
And once he run it up he
Gonna put it back on me
He tell me all these things and
Get mad if I don't agree
Your habit is stronger than your hustle
Your hustle I don't believe
Wheezy changed forum thought we
Would stay in touch
Boobie hit the line when he
Call me I'm finna come
I'm jumping out the rari he
Think I don't gotta gun
Whats happening nigga?
Keep you something, If you not
I could take you uptown and reach
You something by the spot
I'm holding shop with shop
Gettin' held for me
You hanging by my trap but
You ain't ever sell nothing
27 ounces, three 9 pieces I'm shakin' back
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday
Can't wait for that
H town, no fentanyl, we dealin' that
Rumors hit my top every minute
I'm built for that
If I can pray there, I can stay there
I ain't scared of nothin'
Your grandma stay there, you don't lay there
Boy just scared to hustle
Oh well, really, yeah name ringing bells
And my neighborhood supplier just
Got out the Feds
Yeah, this how I'm livin’
Two for thirty-five, I just come out the H
Hit it wit' Bolivia, Lil' Lidocaine
27 ounces, three 9 pieces I’m shakin' back
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday
Can't wait for that
H town, no fentanyl, we dealin' that
Rumors hit my top every minute
I'm built for that
If I can pray there, I can stay there
I ain't scared of nothin'
Your grandma stay there, you don’t lay there
Boy you scared to hustle
Oh well, really, yeah I name ringing bells
And my neighborhood supplier just
Got out the Feds
I’m pissin' clean for my PO
I’ma livin' legend straight out the clink
Fuck every CO who encountered Kevin
White people showing love
Niggas hating on me
Say they got a cake baked
And they waiting on me i went flat
Had to scratch woman skated on me
I pray 5 times a day I had to talk to God
In chicago going hard without a body guard
I'm in control and I'm controlling
I’m a shot caller
Couple rappers but they names
I am not calling
Y'all gotta pay up that their lease land lord
If you don't pay up what
You order i'm not stakeholder rubber bands
Coming in, on command
27 ounces, three 9 pieces I'm shakin' back
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday
Can't wait for that
H town, no fentanyl, we dealin' that
Rumors hit my top every minute
I'm built for that
If I can pray there, I can stay there
I ain't scared of nothin'
Your grandma stay there, you don't lay there
Boy just scared to hustle
Oh well, really, yeah name ringing bells
And my neighborhood supplier just
Got out the Feds
Say he broke the seal
Can I put it back on feet
And once he run it up he
Gonna put it back on me
He tell me all these things and
Get mad if I don't agree
Your habit is stronger than your hustle
Your hustle I don't believe
Wheezy changed forum thought we
Would stay in touch
Boobie hit the line when he
Call me I'm finna come
I'm jumping out the rari he
Think I don't gotta gun
Whats happening nigga?
Keep you something, If you not
I could take you uptown and reach
You something by the spot
I'm holding shop with shop
Gettin' held for me
You hanging by my trap but
You ain't ever sell nothing
27 ounces, three 9 pieces I'm shakin' back
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday
Can't wait for that
H town, no fentanyl, we dealin' that
Rumors hit my top every minute
I'm built for that
If I can pray there, I can stay there
I ain't scared of nothin'
Your grandma stay there, you don't lay there
Boy just scared to hustle
Oh well, really, yeah name ringing bells
And my neighborhood supplier just
Got out the Feds