Shakin Back Kevin Gates

[Intro]
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

[Chorus]
Twenty-seven 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

[Verse 1]
I’m pissin' clean for my P.O, I’ma livin' legend
Straight out the clink
Fuck every C.O 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