文本歌词

4 Legs and a Biscuit - Kevin Gates
For reason whipping their court
Still consider the sport
On the phone we ball here
I'm watchin' king of New York
Kendrick the greatest I ever thought
All team turn sower we ni**as tryin' to get off
Cold sleepin' get the minister in the court
I'm a dog worst place to
Get hit us while in the court
Pull it hold it my liquors
I'm itchin' make to the court
B**ch I'm wippin' in the bakin' the court
You know how I spit them
This is some on the run trying to get it ever
Baby mama problems
Every night tryin' to fix them
Flashin' all flippin'
Take broke every dish in the kitchen
The devil living in me
I'm contemplating the
Spray face in twenty years
But that's what they try to give em
The that I don't effort cope with the dealing
Back when we was the one is a bigger dealer
Innocent making faces and they wonder why I ever
Who ever take her to
Grow up and turn off to be killers
Borrow extensions
Toll it down when the
Compact in my jacket even flitchin my hitchin
Shy hard in the hot my emotions are ruined
Too hard to trust I don't give a f**k
Will open up to the woman
Take my lick and keep pushin
Don't try playin' me p**sy
They all fifty with the ippy
Layin' in the bushes
Won't say no name
But some saw at me a pound of them cookies
TTGATTG L I F E I'm with it
If shawty bust a p**sy hopin' no commitment I send it
Lord forgive me I'm finnin'
I come to you as a sinner
Take all my scars
Take my heart turn me into a Christian
Bright ni**a and the blazes of my last name was griffin
Bye bye his chicken
I just want four legs and a biscuit
I always shoutout my kites
All my ni**as and forces
Stuck to the cold
Even when the pressure on
We ain't folding
Let's get it all