Kevin Gates - Talking To My Scale Lyrics

(Snatch that bitch up, right in the pussy) One hundred
I talk to my scale
I wanna talk to a plug, I can call myself
Finished the Khaza album got cold feet
I got a question I go in again
All white flannel black, Amiri jeans
Can't hold out on none of my men

I want my team here right now
You think I don't miss em'?
You think I don't wish I was with em'?
You think I don't wish they was out'chere runnin' up millions?
But they somewhere sitting in prison
Don't really do jewelry, gold Rollie's presidential (ding)
This watch sentimental, talk to my scale (bing)
This clock got credentials, zip lock and them digits
Caught us a sale
This spot still in business, this box go to Memphis
Benz drive to Virginia, Baltimore quarter shipment
Dc redistribute, Big lathe know this my only way from home
Right back to Virginia, twenty books of the dealie
Take a nine of the Fenty' (ooh), two-fifty every chicken
Take out the wrap, disassemble, hit it with a half in a blender
Shift it in the jack, got it sittin'
Recompress it back, vacuum seal it
Working out the back, in the fitness
Only stating facts, how I'm livin'
Talk behind my back, I ain't trippin' (I ain't trippin')
I could get you whacked, I'm a hitta (boom, boom)
Shorty made it back in the rental
Make a trip, prayed for this, paid her rent
Gave her dick, gangsta shit, bae, you the realest (ooh)
Paper getting stacked to the ceiling
Made her ass fat in the clinic
Hit her in the trap, smack her ass
Grab her hair, bae feel it in her kidneys (good Lord)
Main bitch went to trippin' (for real)
Now she wish she would've payed attention (for real)
Now she wish she would've stayed committed
All of this ice and I can't turn the heat on
Speak on me I don't compete with a Peon
Fly in a bundle like my neighbor Deon (what up?)
Passenger seat move discreet in a Neon (yeah)
Under the feature a homie would three em'
Hitta young new then we lick up the achievements
The back of the booty club we get our eat on
Big general pendant, my diamond cut emerald
Got ice in my eagle, my breadwinner peace us
Subliminal messages that never insulted me
New state of mind okay, nobody talk to me
New bow and arrow just playin' my archery
Get Khaza gained my grandfather talk to me
At night when I'm sleeping my grandmother talk to me
Tell her fulfill, "I feel like something missing, this stitch
'Cause some killing I can't get it off of me"
Positive aura this street shit apart of me
Phone on do not disturb nobody callin' me (hello?)
I don't take orders respect that I'm grown (yeah)
Fresh out of prison and I done got strong
You can't do that 'cause you can't be alone

Speaking Spanish, I got pretty hair you know I'm a big plug
Pants saggin', tennis chains is platinum you know I'm out the mud
Speaking Spanish, I got pretty hair you know I'm a big plug
Pants saggin', tennis chains is platinum you know I'm out the mud
On an island (cocaína shopping)
Like who wanna be a millionaire? (Millionaire)
With Kingpin, speak Spanish and got pretty hair
On an island (cocaína shopping)
Like who wanna be a millionaire?
With Kingpin speak Spanish and got pretty hair

Man, you know I accept it how it come, ya heard me
Sometimes that bitch be like thrity-five and twenty-four, seventy-three
Sometimes they be like thirty-five and some change, you know?
The dip in the middle really be eight grams, ya heard me
I'm in the slow lane, I'm in the middle lane and the fast lane, ya heard me
You say you wanna better now work the blender in the summer, ya heard me
And I'ma cook it in front ya
You know you wanna go the other way, you know
Ah, you know
You know pull up with your shooter
And come holla at me, ya heard me, let him run it you know
After that you know, th-there you go
I'm on twenty-five of em', yeah for them
You know, ay
You know, ay
Ay, you know?
Leave all that in there
Leave all that in there