Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GATES, artist - Eric North. Album song DEATH OF ME, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.06.2017
Record label: Eric North
Song language: English
GATES |
| Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill |
| Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill |
| Go, please send me to the gates, I wanna go |
| Please send me to the gates, I want to go |
| Please send me to the gates, I wanna go |
| Please send me to the gates, I want to go |
| Bad bitch, need a manicure, I just fucked my manager |
| How she fuck me for the clout and suck me while I manage her? |
| Yeah, I might fuck her, she bluffin' |
| Yeah, put it inside of her stomach |
| Yeah, younger and younger, I’m stuntin' |
| Yeah, I call that Benjamin Button, woah |
| Spark the blunt up for my sins |
| My main bitch wanna fuck, I’m losing interest in her limbs |
| I got veins full of hate and I’ma drain it in a plate |
| I’ma throw that bitch the pipe and she gon' suck it 'til the painin' ache |
| Woah, get the fuck out of my face |
| Yeah, tell that ho, «Gimme some space» |
| Damn, I go blastin' with the 'K |
| Yeah, it’ll eat that nigga face |
| Yeah, baby just throwin' the cake |
| Yeah, she move the wood like a rake |
| Yeah, I took the bitch on a date |
| Yeah, she eat the cum off a plate |
| Mad bitches always talkin' 'bout the money |
| Mad niggas wanna flex it like they 'bout it and it’s funny |
| Don’t talk to me no kind of way, don’t flex on me no kind of way |
| Don’t ever raise your motherfuckin' voice to me no kind of way (Chill, chill, |
| chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill) |
| Call me Sir Syringe, I want your injection |
| Plus I want affection, finna teach her a lesson, sheesh |
| She riding my dick like she wan' rip my dagger off of me |
| She was on my Tumblr now she gaggin', CPR on me |
| Ayy, ayy, why she at the function busy looking for me? |
| Anywho, you will not get rid of me, terminal tumor |
| Let her say that I blew up her phone, nigga, that’s a rumor |
| She wanna be slutty, I’m the bigger one, you fuckin' loser |
| Yuh, I pop out my cage, no one fuckin' safe |
| Demons full of rage, never play, fuck what all them say |
| I came from the woods, makin' noise, finna fuck her face |
| She don’t like a weird boy, not until my dick done made her shake |
| Go, please send me to the gates, I wanna go |
| Please send me to the gates, I want to go |
| Please send me to the gates, I wanna go (Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, |
| chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill) |
| Please send me to the gates, I want to go |
| Puttin' these plots into motion, oh, shit |
| Muddy like backwashin' oceans, potion |
| Portions, choke on your words like the Lord said |
| Filled with that mucus? |
| Well, gon' take that SUDAFED |
| Nobody got a crown, I’ll take it with your head |
| Boy, you don’t want to work, go to sleep, get to bed |
| I’ll rip your ears apart, 'Ric with the evil shred |
| Gates of the wicked are already bloody red |
| Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill |
| Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill |