Album Cover 4 Legs And A Biscuit

4 Legs And A Biscuit

Kevin Gates

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Forensic whipping in court, still considered a sport

On the phone. we ball here, I'm watching King of New York

Kendrick Sheamus, Tay Swimmer, the greatest I ever saw

All team turn sour, niggas trying to get off

Caught slipping, blicked the biscuit administered in the court

I'm a dog, worst place to get heaters while in the court

Pull it hold it my liquors, I'm itching, bank to the court

Bitch, I'm whipping, pitching a fig, yelling Kevin Bacon the court

You know how I spit em

Visits, I'm on the run trying to get to heaven

Baby mama problems, every night tryin to fix it

Flashin out, flippin, taters, broke every dish in the kitchen

The devil living in me, I'm contemplating to end it

Spray face in 20 years, but that's what they try to give em

D.R said that I don't, therefore charging caught with that dealing

Back when we was little, the one is a bigger dealer

Innocent making faces and they wonder why I ever did em'

Whoever think that we grow up and turn off to be killers

Barrel extensions, tool it down as it slithers

Compact in my jacket even flitchin my hitchin

Shot two hard in the heart, my emotions are ruined

Too hard to trust I don't give a fuck, won't open up to no woman

Take my lick and keep pushing, don't try playing me pussy

They all 15 with the ippy, laying down in the bushes

Won't say no name but some saw me get a pound of them cookies

TTGATTG, L.I.F.E, I'm with it

If shawty bust a pussy hoping no commitment, I sinned it

Lord forgive me I'm finnin' I come to you as a sinner,

Take all my scars, take my heart turn me into a Christian,

Bright nigga, in the payment like my last name was Griffin

Popeye his chicken

I just want 4 legs and a biscuit

I always shoutout my kites, all my niggas, and forces

Stuck to the cold

Even when the pressure on, we ain't folding

Let's get it all