Devils Gate (feat. Kevin Gates)

Double hard bastard Double hard bastard Dojo magic Go go gadget Say less! Litty, trying to get litty Holler at me and we can let the devil out Shit yes Hating, keep hating All you motherfuckers need to simmer down Shit yes Blind men want to see my vision And the con men and women wanna ask permission I'm driven, I'm getting down to business I ain't expect you to understand my ambition Well that's a sick opinion bro, thanks I'ma get to swimming no chase I need a woman that can lift up a car Help me with an alibi when I get home from the bar Double hard bastard, climbing out the casket If you gotta know, I'm doing great fantastic Eight straightjackets, hate that's classic Skate right past it, thanks for asking From the wall to the window Hit the crescendo if you tryna flex (if you tryna flex) Cop a glock and a thot, take a shot lil bro say less! Litty, trying to get litty Holler at me and we can let the devil out Shit yes Hating, keep hating All you motherfuckers need to simmer down Shit yes Noodle Ramen two disposable bowls Caught a flight and booked a room at the Loews Go meet the hook in a luxury rental car Make a few trips, I come back, I could get a car Illegal immigrant, distribute chemicals Pay off the Border Patrol, I could get across Peak on me, them people comin', come get at y'all Jump out in traffic and knock all your windows off I can't be slippin, I'm focused, I'm on it A problem, so they tryna break me off proper (break me off proper) Can't play friendly, I'm servin J crack, I'ma save pennies (save pennies) Straight business, trap like a gym I got weight in it (weight in it) Emerald cut diamonds that make niggas play with ya (play with ya) Bury this bitch in my waist, paint ya face with it (with it) Loyalty got to be in you Can't make niggas have the same vision I recognize fake niggas (say less) Litty, trying to get litty Holler at me and we can let the devil out Shit yes Hating, keep hating All you motherfuckers need to simmer down Shit yes Look out below! (look out below!) It's leeches down there, I see blood in the snow (blood in the snow) You sittin' at the top You a target that's just how it goes (just how it goes) Any other human would have stumbled down They would have slowed (would have slowed) Raise your glass if you invincible and made out of gold (made out of gold) Sidebar, I'm alive, I'm a diehard My god, high tide in my pie chart From side eyes getting high in a dive bar To five cars all in line in my side yard From the wall to the window Hit the crescendo if you tryna flex (if you tryna flex) Cop a glock and a thot, take a shot little boy say less! Litty, trying to get litty Holler at me and we can let the devil out Shit yes Hating, keep hating All you motherfuckers need to simmer down... Shit yes (oh-oh) It's some dumb mother fuckers where I'm from, man You don't go to war with a millionaire Who mows his own mother fucking lawn Ya dig? Hey, y'all looking like some succulent baby lambs right now There's going to be clear cut winners and losers I'll make sure of that Kaiser Von Powderhorn (brr, brr, brr)