Kevin Gates and Flame Gang Flow - Retawdid Fa Real

Is it my fit? My gems? Oh
They know what it is
Believe what you like oh
Bitch I'm ballin' forreal
It's retawdid, retawdid, retawdid, forreal
Know it's got a name but don't
Know what to call it forreal
My shawty something nice and she
Know what it is
I kill her from the rear she say
She feel it in her ribs
It's retawdid, retawdid, retawdid, forreal
Know it's got a name but don't
Know what to call it forreal

They say there go Kevin Gates
My color scheme different
Banana Republic, cucumber
Aqua Marine Stitching ocean water retawdid
Flying men, a cheaper number
Play with me I go get
Peaded Millimeter squeeze in public
You see me fresh check out my collar
Lot of stacks don't need wallet
Got this bopper who talk proper balloon
Booty so I popped her
Big ol' dick I got a lot of
Got some giggling she bragging on it
My belt cute and I'm sagging on 'em
My glasses on and I'm swaggin' on 'em
When I rock Louis Vuitton
People stop and stare
(Hat, scarf, belt, shoes x4)
Fell in Neiman Marcus at
This Gucci love affair
Before life was like a movie
Groupies really wasn't there
And if it's something new by
Coogi I'm completely unaware shoulder game
Cone of option I'm opposite Louis Lane
Cone of poppin' Clark Kent out
The pocket like Loa Slane
See I don't what you think
But they feel I'm retawdid
Know it's a name for it but I
Don't know what to call it

Is it my fit? My gems? Oh
They know what it is
Believe what you like oh
Bitch I'm ballin' forreal
It's retawdid, retawdid, retawdid, forreal
Know it's got a name but don't
Know what to call it forreal
My shawty something nice and she
Know what it is
I kill her from the rear she say
She feel it in her ribs
It's retawdid, retawdid, retawdid, forreal
Know it's got a name but don't
Know what to call it forreal

Fuck a Maybach I'm probably on a skate deck
For heaven sakes
I think it's Flow and Kevin Gates
My weed is great
I'm in the bay I think it's great
The weed is laced
Aye suck my dick and make a steak
Oh, girl you look so sexy
Don't I know you from somewhere?
Ain't yo name Alexis?
I kissed her on her neck
And then she start undressing
Now I'm bout to kill that pussy
Like I'm tryna get arrested
I say whoa Keemo Sabi
You know I keep it slimy
If I ain't with Lil Shottie
I'm with Lasso Luchiani
Swag is astounding bad
Bitches baking brownies
And I get so fucking high I'm
Surprised you fucking found me
I'm a rapper and a skater
Bet your ex they ain't know me
Bitch I won a Grammy and a X-Game trophy

Know it's a name for it but I
Don't know what to call it

Is it my fit? My gems? Oh
They know what it is
Believe what you like oh
Bitch I'm ballin' forreal
It's retawdid, retawdid, retawdid, forreal
Know it's got a name but don't
Know what to call it forreal
My shawty something nice and she
Know what it is
I kill her from the rear she say
She feel it in her ribs
It's retawdid, retawdid, retawdid, forreal
Know it's got a name but don't
Know what to call it forreal

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