Kevin Gates - Raw U Out Lyrics


Kickin’ Liu Kang knowledge I’m in
Crewneck collars, I’m him
Hit with a problem, won’t flinch
Hit with that pop and I scheme
Underwent lots of attempts
Vegan, I’m rockin’ the Benz
Sometimes I disacknowlege my diet, just got to admit
Said I won’t fuck on nobody wife but I’m honest, I slip
Morrocco I do lamb, I push Bentleys when I land
Fingers naked any second, couple diamonds on each hand
I was [?] then I got [?], I’m not flexin’ on the ‘Gram
I’m romantic and I’m yeah, big cartel, tatted bad
I might take your bitch to dinner, she sit down, pull out her chair
A big gangster and a gentleman to he who’s unaware
I ain’t know what other said ’bout me, completely unaware
She know I’m good at keepin’ secrets, she feel free to be herself
Women think that its attractive, I’m intelligent as hell
I might fly her out the country, eat her pussy, lick her ass
Call her lovebug and pull her hair, hit her from the back
Say I’m goin’ out of state and then don’t ever call her back
Really go and catch a play but I can never tell her that
I be dealin’ with the yay and be pretendin’ that I rap
I used to be lookin’ for love and shit but I ain’t into that
I got pounds, I got bricks, rental properties for rent
I got clowns in my [?] but I’m finna send a blizz
I be tryna go legit, Get Rich or Die like 50 Cent
I was ’bout to back up out it, then Corona Virus hit
Don’t move your back, wop that ass, like how Miley Cyrus did
Steppin’ hard, make ’em mad, rockin’ your designer shit
Let ’em know you got that bag, let ’em know you proud of it
Hmm, say lil’ bitty bitch, you know I’m still with the bullshit
Say lil’ bitty bitch, you know I’m still with the bullshit
In and out the section, talkin’ reckless, no protection
Scorin’ metrics, closet organized in blocks, I’m playin’ Tetris
I ain’t gotta rap ’til Stevie Wonder see a nigga head

Say that dick so good, she gon’ break up with her man
Say that dick so good, she won’t be the same again
Say that dick so good, she gon’ beef with all her friends
Say that dick so good, she gon’ break me off some ends

Say lil’ bitty bitch, you know I’m still with the bullshit
Say lil’ bitty bitch, you know I’m still with the bullshit
Bitch I’m him, hol’ up, what the fuck you talking ’bout?
Lil’ bitty bitch, stay in your lane ‘fore I raw you out

OG bobbin’, solo [?], doin’ the dash in Teslas
Me and Ron been showin’ our ass in Texas
In case you ain’t got the message
You know I’ma dab, you know when I’m ready to die for this
Lil’ bih on my necklace
This I-10 survivor, I’m a big driver, drivin’ that dick in her bestie
Money and power, nigga not doin’ no shinin’, why is you tryna be extra?
Really ’bout grindin’, I put that dick on your momma, if you was tryna be messy
Know I’m a [?] I’m with a private investor
I’m a MacGyver, work was exercise, your lil’ soda is stretchin’
Droppin’ the pot, I throw in a blast and makin’ a miracle, know I’m a [?]
A few million dollars, gotta go fetch it, me and the pilote, private connection
Excuse a nigga French, fuck nigga ride the bench
I put dollars on your wig, ain’t a problem I can’t fix
You got problems with the chicks, swallowin’ all the niggas kids
I get noggin’, I get tonsils, psychologist on scholarship
I was bein’ metaphoric, if you cannot comprehend
Big Old Nigga, B.O.N, acronym, insert it in

Say that dick so good, she gon’ break up with her man
Say that dick so good, she won’t be the same again
Say that dick so good, she gon’ beef with all her friends
Say that dick so good, she gon’ break me off some ends

Say lil’ bitty bitch, you know I’m still with the bullshit
Say lil’ bitty bitch, you know I’m still with the bullshit
Bitch I’m him, I’m like, «What the fuck you talking ’bout?»
Lil’ bitty bitch, stay in your lane ‘fore I raw you out


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