I Got U Lyrics - Kevin Gates

[Chorus: Kevin Gates] 

Do you feel 

This here 

In your ear 

Dick up here 

In your ribs 

On the real 

From the real 

In the mirror 

I'm him 

Don't trip 

I got you 

I got you 

I got me 

Just get you 

Selfish, it's not true 

I'mma show you how I can do 

Throw it back when you rock the move 

Reason why I probably rock with you 

I got me 

I got you 

On the real 

Do you feel 

This here 

In your ear 

Dick up here 

In your ribs 

On the real 

From the real 

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[Verse 1: Kevin Gates] 

Dirty dollar getter 

On the phone with one of my hittas 

Drop the bands 

Pots and pans 

In the kitchen, 

I'm not carin' 

One of my mans 

He owed me 100 bands 

Say no names 

[?] 

Push one button your feet the air 

All for me to sit back in this chair 

I'm hands on I'm everywhere 

[?] 

Cold sport but Life ain't fair 

Go back platinum one more time 

After that its 

Say she love me okay yeah 

Let me rip and go somewhere 

Step out dressed in sweatsuit dapper 

They might say I'm [?] 

In the slums you never there 

Paid protection, you meant protection 

Big old weapon bottle [?] 

From the projects we in Paris 

[?] 

Sipping fanta out a can 

[Chorus: Kevin Gates] 

Do you feel 

This here 

In your ear 

Dick up here 

In your ribs 

On the real 

From the real 

In the mirror 

I'm him 

Don't trip 

I got you 

I got you 

I got me 

Just get you 

Selfish, it's not true 

I'mma show you how I can do 

Throw it back when you rock the move 

Reason why I don't prolly rock with you 

I got me 

I got you 

On the real 

Do you feel 

This here 

In your ear 

Dick up here 

In your ribs 

On the real 

From the real 

[Verse 2: Kevin Gates] 

Screeching macking bouncing 

Big old booty bouncing 

I'm pouring up two ounces 

This shit flow like a fountain 

This shit tall like a mountain 

We in here money counting 

Sometimes its so astounding 

Blowing this loud we lounging 

Fix your face stop pouting 

Bae I'mma take you shopping 

I told you stop [?] 

GPS re-routing 

When [?] 

You better not get to shouting 

I'll show you I'm really about it 

Don't make no scene in public 

[?] 

Get in this room, get full of this liquor, same one I dick you down in 

[?] making that face I'm pounding 

Making that face you [?] 

[Chorus: Kevin Gates] 

Do you feel 

This here 

In your ear 

Dick up here 

In your ribs 

On the real 

From the real 

In the mirror 

I'm him 

Don't trip 

I got you 

I got you 

I got me 

Just get you 

Selfish, it's not true 

I'mma show you how I can do 

Throw it back when you rock the move 

Reason why I don't prolly rock with you 

I got me 

I got you 

On the real 

Do you feel 

This here 

In your ear 

Dick up here 

In your ribs 

On the real 

From the real