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Kevin Gates

Servin H

 

Servin H

(album: Luca Brasi 3 - 2018)


It's done
Yung Lan on the track
Diamonds on glisten, I shine for the summer
(It's done)
Gold in my grill like I'm Breadwinner Gunna
(It's done)
You know, I be tryna find what make me happy but
(It's done)
I don't really know what make me happy right now
(It's done, it's done, it's done)

Diamonds on glisten, I shine for the summer
Redo her frontal, her body I punish
Walk in the street like I'm Gotti, I'm thugging
He speaking on gangsta, he's gotta be bugging
She work at V Live, I supply her with lumber
The skirt that I choose, when supplying the jungle
Kevin Garnett, they retire my number
Got gold in my grill like I'm Breadwinner Gunna
Demand in my hand and I'm pushing the button
Big body Benz, I'ma whip like a cutlass
Mouth full of diamonds, up under the gutter
Ain't talking no scissors, we working with cutters
Balla and Solo retarded I'm mugging
I punctured your hoe, put that rod on her cousin
Fresh out of jail made a brick, go to bumping
My children gon' eat you ain't telling me nothing

Trap in the trenches, I'm selling Hermes
H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah
Serving them birds but it used to be bags
Flipping them tickets, it use to be stacks
Watches don't tick, but it use to do that
One altercation, we swerving with' gats
Hop out where you at, put a curve in your head
Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her hair

Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes
H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah
Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap
Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her hair
Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes
H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah
Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap
Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her hair

Screech off in a foreign, this here get alarming
New firearm in the arm of my garments
Phone steady jumping my flip get annoying
Dropping the pot but my wrist not performing
Ice on my necklace, my pendant performing
This here cost a fortune, don't know if you knowing
No one alive, no one alive can do your body like I do
Loving Chanel like we sponsored by Spalding
New rival location, immediate balling
Pack get the mail outta Cali, she caught it
Jump in the Toyota, my truck a Sequoia
I'm riding no more, taking extra precaution
Get that out the way then get right back to flossing
I did the dash in the "pewm" and you fell in love
My nickname should be "awesome"

Trap in the trenches, I'm selling Hermes
H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah
Serving them birds but it used to be bags
Flipping them tickets, it use to be stacks
Watches don't tick, but it use to do that
One altercation, we swerving with' gats
Hop out where you at, put a curve in your head
Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her hair

Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes
H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah
Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap
Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her hair
Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes
H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah
Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap
Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her hair

Stuck up and cocky, can't help but to stare
She do what I tell her, my word in her hair
Penetrating her brain, it's disturbing her scalp
You look back at me when that ass in the air
Wiggling slow when you dancing, it's sexy
She say she don't like when I fuck her aggressive
Comfort me, helping me hold it together
Get it in a rut when I deal with depression
Trump in the nat when I got in my bag
Ended the month with 48 grand
Order red wine and put that on my tab
Hoe reached for her phone and I got on her ass
I love my new hoe, I'ma take her to France
Hit Amsterdam and go hard on the gas
Booty so big difficult not to grab
Still tryna see how it got in them pants

Trap in the trenches, I'm selling Hermes
H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah
Serving them birds but it used to be bags
Flipping them tickets, it use to be stacks
Watches don't tick, but it use to do that
One altercation, we swerving with' gats
Hop out where you at, put a curve in your head
Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her hair

Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes
H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah
Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap
Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her hair
Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes
H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah
Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap
Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her hair

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