Weight Kevin Gates

[Intro]
Say, old bitch-ass nigga I fuck with, you heard me?
He had tried to play me pussy (Speak on it)
You know you my nigga, you heard me?
But this how I go sometimes in the game that we play, you heard me?
When you a boss, you gotta do somethin' you don't wanna do

[Chorus]
Everybody hollerin', "Gates, you need to watch your weight"
I been standin' in the kitchen, guess I'm watchin' weight
People hollerin', "Gates, you need to start workin' out"
Sellin' work, I'm on my grind, guess I'm workin' out
Everybody hollerin', "Gates, you been gainin' weight"
I just flipped from two to five, guess I'm gainin' weight
Girlfriends yellin' I need to be liftin' iron
Both my convictions was for pistols, stay be liftin' iron

[Verse 1]
Black Ruger, white Panamera
Won't fuck your wife in the right manner
I could lock the work with the arm and hammer
Trap girl, she armed with hammers
Won't walk the Ave unless on Canal
Hit the Iberville with like twenty bales
I'm a live nigga like Lonnie B
Free Killer Stone and Lonnie B
Got Boobie Black and he ridin' with me
Lil D Arce my BG
Baby gangster, won't pay to spank you
Ice pick your knees, might break your fingers
This whip's amazing, meant to say Caucasian
With a black abrasion like Carson Daly
Car been waitin', I was just complaining
'Bout Luca Brasi is fried out his mind