f*ck Gates lyrics

[Intro]
(Winning lottery numbers coming up)
Oh yea
Get right

[Chorus]
Contradiction he slippin' my n*gga told him face it
FN on all boys like a coin I put you in yo' place
NBA by any means we get it b*tch dont make us take it
Chain to the ceiling bread winner b*tch I bet he break it
b*tch I cut a n*gga lights just like a break box
How the f*ck a n*gga take some from me when the safe locked (Draw down)
Shoot this b*tch and I bet I can make the place rock
I been servin' raw, you want that boy? I got straight drop

[Verse 1]
Livin' like a muslim i can't starve I'ma E 4 A
I went and got Allah put on my arm I don't know no Gates
When you see em come ring the alarm tell em close the gate
Cutting the surveillance systems off we don't need no tape

[Interlude]
Hold on
He-he want smoke
I'm sayin you want a cigarette b*tch i bring straight cancer
f*ck ass n*gga
b*tch you better go get some money before you talk about
When you speak on NBA
You know what it is
Ima show you what it is
Bet
[Verse 2]
Move the Glock to the seat of the back of the whip got a stick I don't move like a sheriff
Used to be broke and they called me a joke all this money I got b*tch you see that I cherish
Squeeze on her booty i lick on her pus*y i taste it i swear it remind me of cherry
b*tch cause I got it and I'm answering wishes, you cannot call me a fairy

[Chorus]
Contradiction he slippin' my n*gga told him face it
FN on all boys like a coin I put you in yo' place
NBA by any means we get it b*tch dont make us take it
Chain to the ceiling bread winner b*tch I bet he break it
b*tch I cut a n*gga lights just like a break box
How the f*ck a n*gga take some from me when the safe locked (Draw down)
Shoot this b*tch and I bet I can make the place rock
I been servin' raw, you want that boy? I got straight drop