Testo Ask for More - Kevin Gates
Testo della canzone Ask for More (Kevin Gates), tratta dall'album Islah (Deluxe)
Can I go in and fight some of this?
Hundred thousand, what you mean?
Money hanging out my jeans
Like, I really, it's, it's how I'm living, you know what I'm saying?
What's wrong with every mind you know how it's going 'round me
Just tell 'em, nigga, duh, cut up
Hundred thousand, what you mean?
Money hanging out my jeans
Double cups, they on lean
Bad women all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all I see
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
Rocking designer
Relaxing, reclining
Back of the Audi
And I got a pilot
Watch me, I'm flying
Flying so high
Fuck do you mean, pussy nigga?
Don't ruin my vibe
I'm not coming down
Got my feet off the ground
Elevated my sound
Don't hate on me now
This loud got me lost in the clouds
I'm rolling up another right now
I wonder would she ride for me
Would she hold it down if I wasn't free?
If I gotta go, then I gotta leave
She getting all the bands and the keys
Hundred thousand, what you mean?
Money hanging out my jeans
Double cups, they on lean
Bad women all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all I see
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
Something with my fetish, money counting
Most likely need a new accountant
Seen her blew a thousand
I just wanna graduate, she could move from 'round me
On my head, think he had a bounty
Call me country, flights and you count it
Call me ugly, I just need a donkey
Matching luggage, she gon' need a gown
Packing up it, ain't no need to frown
Dice game, roll on the floor
This a gamble, you ain't gotta answer
Moment I was broke, you a go
Benz coupe, bent, game over
Long wheel base Range Rover
No tints, still ain't seeing me
CLS AMG machine
Red wine sipping, blowing leaves
Planting seeds, now we growing M's
Camouflage, thermal jammer set
On the phone chopping it with Bet
Big booty, come and watch a movie
Nah, my nigga, I ain't rapper yet
Somebody at my door, I gotta check
F with me tomorrow, that's a bet
Hundred thousand, what you mean?
Money hanging out my jeans
Double cups, they on lean
Bad women all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all I see
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
I could ask for more
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Norris, Askia Fountain, Kevin Gilyard, Norris Buchanan
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