Servin H
Kevin Gates
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It's done (Yung Lan on the track) Diamonds on glisten, I shine for the summer It's done Gold in my grill like I'm Breadwinner Gunna It's done, you know I be tryna find what make me happy but It's done, it's done, it's done I don't really know what make me happy right now Ooh, diamonds on glisten, I shine for the summer Redo her front of her body, I punish Walk in the street like I'm Gotti, I'm thuggin' He speakin' on gangsta, he's gotta be buggin' She work at V Live, I supply her with lumber The skirt that got you, when supplying the jungle Kevin Garnett, they retire my number Got gold in my grill like I'm Breadwinner Gunna Demand in my hand and I'm pushin' the button Big body Benz, I'ma whip like a cutlass Mouth full of diamonds, up under the gutter Ain't talkin' no scissors, we workin' with cutters Balla and Solo retarded I'm muggin' I punctured your hoe, put that rod on her cousin Fresh out of jail made a brick, go to bumpin' My children gon' eat you ain't telling me nothin' Trap in the trenches, I'm selling Hermes H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah Servin' them birds but it used to be banks Flippin' them tickets, it use to be stacks Watches don't tick, but it use to do that One altercation, we swervin' wit' gats Hop out where you at, put a curve in your hat Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear Screech off in a foreign, this shit get alarmin' New firearm in the arm of my garments (boom boom) Phone steady jumping my flip get annoying Droppin' the pot but my wrist not performin' Ice on my necklace, my pendant performin' This here cost a fortune, don't know if you know No one alive, no one alive can do your body like I do Lovin' Chanel like we sponsored by Spalding New rival location, immediate ballin' (switch) Pack get the mail outta Cali, she caught it Jump in the Toyota, my truck a Sequoia I'm ridin' no more, takin' extra precaution Get that out the way then get right back to flossin' I did the dash in the pew and you fell in love My nickname should be Awesome Trap in the trenches, I'm selling Hermes H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah Servin' them birds but it used to be banks Flippin' them tickets, it use to be stacks Watches don't tick, but it use to do that One altercation, we swervin' wit' gats Hop out where you at, put a curve in your hat Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear Stuck up and cocky, can't help but to stare She do what I tell her, my word in her ear Penetrating her brain, it's disturbing her scalp You look back at me when that ass in the air (yeah) Wigglin' slow when you dancin', it's sexy (ooh ooh ooh ooh) She say she don't like when I f*ck her aggressive Comfort me, helpin' me hold it together Get it in a rut when I deal with depression Trump in the nat' when I got in my bag Ended the month with forty-eight grand Order red wine and put that on my tab Hoe reached for her phone and I got on her ass I love my new hoe, I'ma take her to France Hit that Sedan and go hard on the gas Booty so big difficult not to grab Still tryna see how it got in them pants Trap in the trenches, I'm selling Hermes H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah Servin' them birds but it used to be banks Flippin' them tickets, it use to be stacks Watches don't tick, but it use to do that One altercation, we swervin' wit' gats Hop out where you at, put a curve in your hat Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear
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Written by: Kevin Gilyard, Milan Modi
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