Let It Sing Lyrics - Kevin Gates

Nigga won't tell me, talkin' 'bout some 

You twenty percent more in it 

(Who's that?) 

Nigga you control the wheel there 

Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything 

She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring 

Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything 

She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring 

Yappa goin' bada-boom, Yappa goin' bada-bing 

Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing 

Yappa goin' bada-boom, Yappa goin' bada-bing 

Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing 

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Sip out the canister, rollin' up cannabis 

I'm not permitted to cross into Canada 

Fired my manager, Robert Horry in the game 

Switch place, story stay the same 

Bail came in the mail, bust it down, you would think I'm Tory Lanez 

Broke prayin' for a whole thang, shot the tecs and a load came 

Flex on 'em like I'm Billy, bought a new hip, then told her "hit me" 

Tryna get next to me like I'm Tristan, 

you think I'm really 'bout to let you get me? 

You think I'm really 'bout to let you bill it? 

You think you really 'posed to get a Bentley? 

All you do is stalk other ho's pages, 

You cannot afford a payment on a Civic 

Keep it professional when you DM me 

You know your sister be all in my business, 

Copyin' everythin' that I delivered 

TMZ I'm fightin' with Dreka 

We cannot do this in front of the children 

Lovin' this shit, she gon' go get a pistol 

Know this so crazy, probably wanna kill me 

How could you leave me? 

Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything 

She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring 

Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything 

She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring 

Yappa goin' bada-boom, Yappa goin' bada-bing 

Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing 

Yappa goin' bada-boom, Yappa goin' bada-bing 

Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing 

Cookin' up, let me do what I want, 

Gold Rollie, touch, Cutter gon' launch 

In Cali, just call me an ally, 

You tell me the addi and daddy gon' punch 

Crunch time, gotta count in the clutch, 

Bust down, not the ho with the blunt 

Breakin' open a pipe, pourin' dope in the cup, 

Partner bought it, 'bout to open it up 

Big Body, doors openin' up, big Jamaican unloadin' the truck 

Big weight 'bout to go in the trunk, 

Bad bitch, give me brain in the trunk 

Just jugg, four M in a month, 

two-fifty book a show, I'ma come 

Cappin' like they got more than us, 

Matter of fact, I just ordered up 

Shopliftin', they recorded us 

Remember back on the motorbus 

I could remember you treatin' me shitty back then 'cause I wasn't important enough 

Straight from the back, how I'm grippin' the bitch, 

Throwin' dick in her kidney, she ballin' up 

In the mirror I glisten', the button ignition, 

The engine go RAH, when I start it up 

Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything 

She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring 

Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything 

She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring 

Yappa goin' bada-boom, Yappa goin' bada-bing 

Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing 

Yappa goin' bada-boom, Yappa goin' bada-bing 

Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing 

Ay, forgive me 

If I'm not energetic and hunky dory around this bitch 

when I got a motherfuckin' GPS monitor strapped to my leg. 

When I got a motherfuckin' P.O. tellin' me I can go travel 

To spend money, but I can't travel to make money. 

You know, forgive me for not being enthusiastic, you heard me? 

When I got these fuckin' dick suckers on my motherfuckin' back 24 hours a day 

Playin' wit' me, you heard me? 

And now you fuckin' playin' wit' me