I Don’t Hit It With The Fork Kevin Gates

[Intro]
Call MAC100it, you heard me? (58 present the gang)
Khaza (Deluxe) on the way, you heard me?
Out my mind right now
I don't wan' talk, bitch
Hurt people, hurt people
And I'm destroyed on the inside
I'm droppin' the raw in the jar
Watchin' it melt into oil
Same water from the boil

[Verse 1]
Bustin' a book of the soft
Ink wrap on the package
Get it in, get it off (Doo)
Breadwinner, I'm a don
Slum Lord in the slums
Grab the towel, put the towel down
Fingertip the Pyrex
Hmm, I'ma lift it with my palm
In the kitchen, I perform
I'm receivin' an applause
Trap girl lookin' on the stove cookin'
She think it's cute when I wiggle my arms (Ayy)
General stitched in the dick in my shorts
Takin' my lick, I don't know how to talk (I talk)
Nothing like them, I don't know what you saw
Hmm, I don't hit it with the fork
Excuse me, I'm lit, I'm collectin' my thoughts
I'm pressure and please don't expect me to call
Shawty bend over, she makin' it arch
I'm deep in her stomach, I'm makin' it fart
Supplyin' that lumber, she told me she love me
I go get the money, I don't get involved
Sluttie, she thuggin' with me and my dawgs
She loyal, so she 'bout to get a new car
Pop Smoke with it, real dope dealer
Know that if I give a call, then it's war
Bricks of the heroine, makin' 'em nod
Deliverin' the issue, distributing far
Soap and a book of Chyna, turn on the blender and hit with a zip of the tar