Kevin Gates – Yes Lawd

Yes Lawd Lyrics

Intro
Who?
Ayy, say, dick, who you talkin’ to?
Ayy, bitch, I’d dive all across the top of your shit, bitch

Verse 1
I can’t never go to jail ‘cause I’m diplomatic with status
M&M’s been comin’ in like they press and print at the factory (Ooh)
Used to be sackin’ sacks of the grass in between my classes (I did)
Tryna stretch a bag of bag ‘cause my fingertips done got ashy (Shit)
You can stuff the corners with cabbage and burn the tips of the plastic
Saran wrappin’ zips in the kitchen, making a sandwich
Carolina Street, I’m active, I’m posted, controllin’ traffic
Trap dreamin’, lean, I’m pourin’ while wheelin’ foreigns on campus (Vroom)
How could life be boring? Got foreign shit on my mattress (Ooh)
Camels on my farm, my children play with alpacas
Relationships get torn in case you’ve been misinformed (Uh)
Once upon a time, my self-esteem wasn’t on (Uh)
Fat women I would charm, drop dick on ‘em, whip they cars (Woo)
Hide the pack inside they homes, in they names, activate phones (Hello?)
Straight up, I got strong, bless the child who hold his own
B-O-N, big ol’ nigga, talk to me, you watch your tone
Pockets was out of pocket, but nowadays I’ve been clockin’ (Uh-huh)
Garage like Enterprises, it’s safe to say I got options
Relationship had a heartbreak, nowadays a big driver (Woo)
Took myself out, went shoppin’ and then I forgot about it (I did)
Everything in perspective, I know I’m special, got power (Woo)
Anybody in my presence respectin’ how I be rockin’
Any attitude, the Uber, maneuver you from around me
I don’t need nobody, please leave me just how you found me (For real)
Tan sweats and white tees how I be when I’m lounging
Your bitch kinda like me, keep away ‘fore I pound her (Boom, boom)
Watch her add the icing, on the stove baking brownies
I could break a brick down, turn a bitch into ounces
Watchin’ on the camera, trappin’ inside of houses (Yeah)
Safety pin a nick down, trappin’ from off the couches (For real)
Watch how I put my wrist down, jumpin’ back, got it bouncin’ (Huh?)
Shawty gettin’ dicked down, plot but receiving caution (What?)

Chorus
Yeah, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes (What up?)
Y-y-yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes (What up?)
Y-y-yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord (What up?)
Yes, Lord, yes, y-y-yes, Lord, yes (What up? What up? What up?)
Yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes (What up?)
Y-y-yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes (What up?)
Y-y-yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord (What up?)
Yes, Lord, yes, y-y-yes, Lord, yes (What up? What up? What up?)

Verse 2
Beaucoup rubber band getter, only rapping what I live out (Yeah)
Nina transgender on my hip, she got her dick out
Not into superstition, I don’t listen what I hear ‘bout (For what?)
They talkin’ in subliminal, she tryna make me click out
Pull up by your chick house, turn it to a click house
Catch you at the club, punch it out and whip the stick out
God, protect me from my friends, I know he tryna get me smashed
Throwin’ crosses bad behind my back, he tryna bust my ass
Necklace glisten, hustled hard for this, I had to bust my ass
Hurt to tell my children what they uncle tryna do they dad
Presenting outside business to my bitch, he tryna hurt my swag
Never thought this shit’d get like this, I’m ‘bout to work my bag
Skrrtin’ Jags, test-driving Teslas, purchase shirts from Saks
Birkin bags, that was just a purse I got a worthless ex (Yeah)
For certain that, not tryna let me fuck then what you smirkin’ at?
Disperse from that, killers burstin’ straps, they heard our murder raps
Servin’ crack with addicts and police is out here lurkin’ at (Woo, woo)
Slow beef’ll show, the rabbit always lose, I think the turtle fast (Zoom)
Bale, I love the smell, use your head, I’m ‘bout to catch a sale
Niggas know I’m yeah with the yeah, you could check the belt (Ding)
Section where they pump rocks, rifle with the bump stock
Brand new box of baking soda, shakin’ all the clumps out
Chastisin’ gremlins with the glizzy with the switch on him
Brasi handlin’ business, now it’s women tryna kiss on him
But back when he wasn’t havin’, looked at him like he had shit on him
Diamonds go to dancing, would you look at all that shit on him?
I be out in public moving solo with that poker face (Ooh)
Say he want my head, bitch, it ain’t difficult to notice Gates
He know he ain’t that, so he go places where he know it’s safe
I run up a tab then go blow a bunch of racks away
I go on the ave then go throw a bunch of slabs away
Junkies on my ass, caught a blast, all they know is Gates
(God)

Chorus
Yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes
Y-y-yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes
Y-y-yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord
Yes, Lord, yes, y-y-yes, Lord, yes
Yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes
Y-y-yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes
Y-y-yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord
Yes, Lord, yes, y-y-yes, Lord, yes

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