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kevin gates - you lyrics

[intro]
mmm
i don’t pop no pills, i don’t pop perkys, i just count cash
mmm (mmm, mmm)
mmm
my ex girl keep callin’, i don’t wanna talk, i don’t call back (hey, boss)

[verse 1]
i don’t pop no pills, i don’t pop perkys, i just count cash
and my ex girl keep callin’, i don’t wanna talk, i don’t call back
if you ever give me your tape, i don’t feel ashamed, put it on blast
catch you, put you in a body bag
spent a hundred and i got it right back
’cause i want a new tote
’cause i want a new coat
balenciaga with the two+tone
don’t try to hear me, got a new phone
i know the team gon’ check me if i get too big for the britches
deep down, if you get chalked in, gotta get stitches
[chorus]
new bae say she leavin’, she just want the money though
i just want a lil’ top, i don’t want box, i could have a ton of hoes
my hater, tell me what you runnin’ for
’cause i know the labels know my name
kilo right to the face
turn a nissan right to a wraith, ah
you can’t judge me, i’m rich
you stay watchin’ my clique
you, yeah, yeah, yeah (cartel bo)

[verse 2]
turned up in a foreign, know i see a lot of hate, yeah
i don’t wanna entertain n0body
play and i put your brains on concrete
i’m in the fast lane, more poppin’
dude with a last name like bronson
i stay the same and they do the opposite
so then i came through and i conquered it
‘nother lil’ b+tch done bit on my swag
really not this, i get in my bag
invisible set when i diamond my t++th
i set a trend and they follow my lead
if she get in my presence, she honorin’ me
[?][1:35] breadwinner regime
pour up a four and for masi’, we lean
pray for lee lucas’ immediate release
louis v’ duffel, i’m buryin’ money
really a billionaire, i am not bluffin’
told ’em i’m royalty, they all insulted me
guess while in high school they thought i was stuntin’ (thought i was stuntin’)
huh, kingdom of morocco (kingdom of morocco)
big moroccan empire
[chorus]
new bae say she leavin’, she just want the money though
i just want a lil’ top, i don’t want box, i could have a ton of hoes
my hater, tell me what you runnin’ for
’cause i know the labels know my name
kilo right to the face
turn a nissan right to a wraith, ah
you can’t judge me, i’m rich
you stay watchin’ my clique
you, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)

[outro]
you can’t judge me, i’m rich (brasi)
you stay watchin’ my clique (ayy, carry on)
you, yeah, yeah, yeah

- kevin gates lyrics

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