Would We Get In Trouble For F Each Other Lyrics were sung by Kevin Gates, produced by Will-A-Fool and released on May 16, 2014.
Would We Get In Trouble For F Each Other Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
It ain’t nothin’ to f^^k yo bi^^h dog
[Verse 1]
Starin’ at me like the damsel in distress
Acapulco diamonds and they dancin’ on my neck
Flawless no inclusions we don’t f^^k with VVS
Fall off in the club and its cardiac arrest
Her cardiac arrest
Maliyah dancin’ to my song
I’m a plug who make music I’m like Tego Calderon
Still I’m bout that gangsta’ s^^t so please don’t rub me wrong
I need to see you naked with no clothes when I get home
Slighty narcissistic bae so please don’t read me wrong
d^^kmatized her, d^^k amazing, and she blowing up my phone (won’t leave me alone)
bi^^h I’mma killer
Up in her cervix she screaming its murder, her face in the pillow
Pulling her hair, while I nibble her ear, and I’m f^^king her slow and we all in the mirror
Hold up, Oh well
Left the ho at the hotel
Bungee jumping, my line chirping, bout’ to go and catch me a sale
(Bae don’t leave) You trippin’, you can stay here or come with me
Whipped up at the gas station bought a box of Goodies and a digit
Need sixty dollars on pump four cause the gas tank like empty
Won’t play the game like 2 Chainz, ain’t riding around but I’m gettin’ it
Pull up at the trap, I’mma text ya phone like “I’m over here come get it”
Buggati, f^^king with Brittany
Told her “I’m sorry” she say she forgive me
Entangled in my conversation as if I’m a Judas she look at me different
Would we get in trouble for f^^king each other cause I use to f^^k with your sister
I heard that your pu^^y get wet as a river and possibly need some assistance
[Bridge]
Oooooooohhh it ain’t nothin’ to f^^k yo’ bi^^h dog
Yo’ bi^^h dog
It ain’t nothin’ to f^^k yo’ bi^^h dog
It ain’t nothin’ to f^^k yo’ bi^^h dog
ni^^a, f^^k you and yo’ big dog
[Verse 2]
Retawdid’, reading my aura, I’m too intelligent that why you bothered
Know it’s a name but don’t know what to call it
My name is Kevin but she call me awesome
South by Southwest was performing in Austin
Ignored the BS and I ain’t bout no talkin’
Can’t see you ni^^as, my clip in the carbine
Don’t make me spray this bi^^h like Madd Marvin
(bi^^h what you ain’t hear me?) bi^^h don’t make me spray this bi^^h like Mad Marvin
Hold up, I say I don’t get tired!
Blessing in disguise, this for those no longer with us while we out here on the grind
May God be with your families while you rest up in the skies
Shout out Roy and Ryan ni^^a’ dipping through that nine
I’m loving on Lil NaNa I met her at a Second Line
Bread Winners Association, still I’m out my mind
Drika booty bigger than a bi^^h I grip her from behind
And can we have a threesome I know that she don’t mind
Know it’s warmer than a sauna stroke her for a long time
Bae told the bi^^h to get here
Then she got off in the bi^^h ear
Got to feelin’ on her, never been molested came out her clothes then we rip
We a power couple don’t trip
We a power couple that trick
Bread Winner escort service we’ll buy bi^^h a new whip
Broke h^es car break down can’t afford to get the bi^^h fixed
Fake bags in a air mattress can’t afford to get the s^^t fixed
Plug, I’m in the socket
Thought I was sleep when you went in my pocket
bi^^h I caught ya’ (Oh my God!)
Don’t make me spray this bi^^h like Madd Marvin
[Outro]
s^^t, we ran’t out of beat
I don’t get tired
You know I’m all the way out there ni^^a