Album Name

Convertible Burt (From Road To Fast 9 Mixtape)

Artist

Kevin Gates, Tory Lanez

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.07.03

Release Agency

워너뮤직

Hop in that bitch and I go
I cannot stress this bitch no more
Fifty racks came outside from the mall
Still come kick down your door
I don't got no time for no fuck shit
All in the packet
little baby gon' bust it
All of my hunnids
they printed out blue
And they knew and I knew it
as soon as I touch it
Bad joint hop out the whip
Let a nigga up it
I'ma up out the stick
Say you finna catch me in traffic
But little nigga in the backseat
shoot an opp out the whip
I ain't finna fuck shit nah nah
hop in that Scat and that's that
I made her put a whole
ten in her bag
Used to talk real crazy
to a nigga but I made her
put it back in her track
703 put the dice back
down to the ground
But you know a nigga bettin' on me
Broke boy he ain't got nothin' on me
I hop out the whip
I'm stuntin' on three
Niggas on dick and they hoverin'
I'm poppin' so hard
that bitch let my brother hit
Tropical water on me like I'm Fiji
I used to set that shit up on a PG
I know the scammers
the trappers the killers
Tryna cop baby
Pampers and some pillows
I'm with the Ace smokin' gorilla
You see my jacket
This shit chinchilla
I just got back on road
now I'm iced up
Like I just got fifty outta DR
Sendin' you fuck boys to the ER
They say nobody poppin'
bitch well we are
Bitch I might land
in the strip in Miami
My bitch is gon' fuck me
and never gon' dump me
Right out the dealer
I'm sendin' these pictures
Girl and I know that they
never gon' touch me
Bitch is go-happy go-lucky
All of my niggas they don't care
stand with no ducky
All of my rap friends
don't y'all come around
shinin' that ice
my man might buck it
Now that I'm all independent
I'm out of my label
I promise I play about nothin'
Ain't got no label restrictions
or politics niggas
They talk and they
play I'ma bust it ayy
Like how I jugg and I stick it though
I got that green on
my body like Piccolo
She wanna fuck with a gigolo
I'm hittin' these ho
'bout to deuce like Bigalow ayy
Granted I came out the dirt
Doin' Aventadors slam it
I came out I skrrt
Nigga don't play on my turf
Play with this choppa
I bet this shit rain on your Earth
You want a wifey You said
that you'll give her your worth
I hit that shit it was dirt
Then I slid off in a flirt
Felt like Convertible Burt ayy ayy
Air Force 1s NFL trainin'
In the game with an NFL trainer
Movin' pale tracker on a trailblazer
Caught a sale
what a major bill changer
I'm in the lead in a league of my own
Supplyin' the peace
get a piece of me gone
I'm in the streets
and they ringin' my phone
Surprisin' to me I can't leave it alone
I'm in a sports car
Roll down the window
and then I advance in a sports bra
Don't tell me you love her
Permanent stain in the streets
I got love thoughts
I get a hand full of mushrooms
I take some to recharge
Iced out leave
the clip in the stainless
Lifestyle of the rich and the famous
Close quarters
in the whip with a gangster
Pipe down up
in here 'fore I spank you
Pull up corner round the bend
I walk down never slid yeah
I got power no pretend yeah
Only cowards like to spend yeah
Barbershop we for real yeah
Grip the clippers split a wig yeah
Caught a clip you're in a wheelchair
We gon' to war in this time
Put it on party time
Turnin' your party down
And I'ma walk 'em round
Know I'm a God now