Kevin Gates - Wylin lyrics
Kevin Gates [Kevin Jerome Gilyard] Baton Rouge, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kevin Gates - Wylin lyrics]
See me flash on TV channels
(Never throw the towel in)
People passing, keep harassing
(Asking what my style is)
Just go grab some rubber bands and
Watch this money pile in
Got two freaks that's super nasty
Everybody's wylin'
See me flash on TV channels
(Never throw the towel in)
People passing, keep harassing
(Asking what my style is
Just go grab some rubber bands and
Watch this money pile in
Got two freaks that's super nasty
Everybody's wylin'
Jump the brick the 55
Luca Brasi in rack mode
Drove a bucket, went from a Cutlass
To slamming Lac' doors
Shoes dusty, smell a little musty
I'm dressing bummy sad but touching
Now when I'm shopping everything
On the rack gone shawty here in front me
And she ain't much got a back bone
In two different lanes
Live everything in my rap songs
Chat with other rappers and not
Too many done handled
They talented, for example
And more than half ain't done clapped chrome
Get your flap gone, for slipping
Moving your flap wrong
All day I dream about stacks
Bricks with stamps on
Trap-phone, Boost Mobile chirp alert
With the gat on on-side of me as if into
Pornography with a strap-on
Never throw the towel
Women steady gettin' wild
Cashmere ostrich interior,? on the ground
While my head is in the clouds
Blowing loud by the pound
Eatin' crab cakes with your main line
In my hood it's goin' down
All they know is Kevin Gates
I wish you would get in the way
Through my section Willie Harry
With a weapon in my waist
My lil' Juvie jumpin' rope
Before I left and did a bid
Used to watch her while I hustled
She would sing with her lil' friends
They like "See that house on
Top of that hill
That's just where my boyfriend live"
That Phantom and that Corvette his
His watch cost a few mortgages
If you don't know what a Corvette is
I can show you what retawdid' is
Free Lee Lucas, clutching
Rulers, no solution, hard to kill
(Never throw the towel in)
People passing, keep harassing
(Asking what my style is)
Just go grab some rubber bands and
Watch this money pile in
Got two freaks that's super nasty
Everybody's wylin'
See me flash on TV channels
(Never throw the towel in)
People passing, keep harassing
(Asking what my style is
Just go grab some rubber bands and
Watch this money pile in
Got two freaks that's super nasty
Everybody's wylin'
Jump the brick the 55
Luca Brasi in rack mode
Drove a bucket, went from a Cutlass
To slamming Lac' doors
Shoes dusty, smell a little musty
I'm dressing bummy sad but touching
Now when I'm shopping everything
On the rack gone shawty here in front me
And she ain't much got a back bone
In two different lanes
Live everything in my rap songs
Chat with other rappers and not
Too many done handled
They talented, for example
And more than half ain't done clapped chrome
Get your flap gone, for slipping
Moving your flap wrong
All day I dream about stacks
Bricks with stamps on
Trap-phone, Boost Mobile chirp alert
With the gat on on-side of me as if into
Pornography with a strap-on
Never throw the towel
Women steady gettin' wild
Cashmere ostrich interior,? on the ground
While my head is in the clouds
Blowing loud by the pound
Eatin' crab cakes with your main line
In my hood it's goin' down
All they know is Kevin Gates
I wish you would get in the way
Through my section Willie Harry
With a weapon in my waist
My lil' Juvie jumpin' rope
Before I left and did a bid
Used to watch her while I hustled
She would sing with her lil' friends
They like "See that house on
Top of that hill
That's just where my boyfriend live"
That Phantom and that Corvette his
His watch cost a few mortgages
If you don't know what a Corvette is
I can show you what retawdid' is
Free Lee Lucas, clutching
Rulers, no solution, hard to kill