Kevin Gates - Let It Sing lyrics

[Intro] n***a won't tell me, talkin' 'bout some You twenty percent more in it (who's that?) n***a you control the wheel there [Chorus] Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything She don't trust a n***a, n***a I don't trust a wedding ring Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything She don't trust a n***a, n***a 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 [Verse 1] 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 See 'em, see 'em, fightin' with Dreka We cannot do this in front of the children Dive in her sh**, she gon' go get a pistol, know this so crazy, probably wanna k** me How could you leave me? [Chorus] Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything She don't trust a n***a, n***a I don't trust a wedding ring Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything She don't trust a n***a, n***a 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 [Verse 2] 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 Jaimaican unloadin' the truck Big weight 'bout to go in the trunk, bad b**h, 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, ‘member back on the motorbus I could remember you treatin' me sh**ty back then 'cause I wasn't important enough Straight from the back, how I'm grippin' the b**h, throwin' dick in her kidney, she ballin' up In the mirror I glisten', the bu*ton ignition, the engine go R-A-H, when I start it up [Chorus] Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything She don't trust a n***a, n***a I don't trust a wedding ring Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything She don't trust a n***a, n***a 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 [Outro] Ay, forgive me if I'm not energetic and hunky dory around this b**h, when I got a motherf**in' GPS monitor strapped to my leg. When I got a motherf**in' 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 f**in' dick s**ers on my motherf**in' back 24 hours a day, playin' wit' me, you heard me? And now you f**in' playin' wit' me