I Don’t Hit It With The Fork – Kevin Gates
Quotable Lyrics:
I’m droppin’ the raw in her jaw
Watchin’ it melt to the [?]
Same water from the bowl
Bustin’ the [?] the [?]
Eatin’ crap on the package
Get it in, get it off (Doo)
Breadwinner, I’m a don
Slum Lord in the slums
Grab the towel, put the towel down
Fingertip the Pyrex
Hmm, I’ma lift it with my palm
In the kitchen, I perform
I’m receivin’ in the blogs
Trap girl lookin’ on the stove cookin’
She think it’s cute when I wiggle my arms (Ayy)
General stitched in the d*ck in my shorts
Takin’ my liquor, I don’t know how to talk (I talk)
Nothing like them, I don’t know what you saw
Hmm, I don’t hit it with the fork
Excuse me, I’m lit, I’m collectin’ my thoughts
I’m pressure and please don’t expect me to call
Shawty bend over, she makin’ it arch
I’m deep in her stomach, I’m makin’ it fart
Supplyin’ that lumber, she told me she love me
I go get the money, I don’t get involved
Sluttie, she thuggin’ with me and my dawgs
She loyal, so she ’bout to get it, on God
Pop Smoke with it, real dope dealer
Know that if I give a call, then it’s war
Bricks and the heroine, makin’ ’em knaw
Deliverin’ the issue, this [?] is far
I was hoppin’ the booker [?]
[?]
Hit with the [?]
