Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Retawdid Fa Real , by - Kevin Gates. Release date: 16.04.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Retawdid Fa Real |
| Is it my fit? |
| My gems? |
| Oh they know what it is |
| Believe what you like oh bitch I’m ballin' forreal |
| It’s retawdid, retawdid, retawdid, forreal |
| Know it’s got a name but don’t know what to call it forreal |
| My shawty something nice and she know what it is |
| I kill her from the rear she say she feel it in her ribs |
| It’s retawdid, retawdid, retawdid, forreal |
| Know its got a name but don’t know what to call it forreal |
| They say there go Kevin Gates |
| My color scheme different |
| Banana Republic, cucumber, Aqua Marine Stitching |
| Ocean water retawdid |
| Flying men, a cheaper number |
| Play with me I go get peaded Millimeter squeeze in public |
| You see me fresh check out my collar |
| Lot of stacks don’t need wallet |
| Got this bopper who talk proper balloon booty so I popped her |
| Big ol' dick I got a lot of, got some giggling |
| She bragging on it, my belt cute and I’m sagging on 'em |
| My glasses on and I’m swaggin' on 'em |
| When I rock Louis Vuitton, people stop and stare (Hat, scarf, belt, shoes x4) |
| Fell in Neiman Marcus at this Gucci love affair |
| Before life was like a movie groupies really wasn’t there |
| And if it’s something new by Coogi I’m completely unaware |
| Shoulder game, cone of option I’m opposite Louis Lane |
| Cone of poppin' Clark Kent out the pocket like Loa Slane |
| See I don’t what you think, but they feel I’m retawdid |
| Know it’s a name for it but I don’t know what to call it |
| Is it my fit? |
| My gems? |
| Oh they know what it is |
| Believe what you like oh bitch I’m ballin' forreal |
| It’s retawdid, retawdid, retawdid, forreal |
| Know it’s got a name but don’t know what to call it forreal |
| My shawty something nice and she know what it is |
| I kill her from the rear she say she feel it in her ribs |
| It’s retawdid, retawdid, retawdid, forreal |
| Know its got a name but don’t know what to call it forreal |
| Fuck a Maybach I’m probably on a skate deck |
| For heaven sakes, I think its Flow and Kevin Gates |
| My weed is great, I’m in the bay I think it’s great |
| The weed is laced |
| Aye suck my dick and make a steak |
| Oh, girl you look so sexy |
| Don’t I know you from somewhere? |
| Ain’t yo name Alexis? |
| I kissed her on her neck, and then she start undressing |
| Now I’m bout to kill that pussy like I’m tryna get arrested |
| I say whoa Keemo Sabi, you know I keep it slimy |
| If I ain’t with Lil Shottie I’m with Lasso Luchiani |
| Swag is astounding bad bitches baking brownies |
| And I get so fucking high I’m surprised you fucking found me |
| I’m a rapper and a skater, bet your ex they ain’t know me |
| Bitch I won a Grammy and a X-Game trophy |
| This weed got me coughing |
| Know it’s a name for it but I don’t know what to call it |
| Is it my fit? |
| My gems? |
| Oh they know what it is |
| Believe what you like oh bitch I’m ballin' forreal |
| It’s retawdid, retawdid, retawdid, forreal |
| Know it’s got a name but don’t know what to call it forreal |
| My shawty something nice and she know what it is |
| I kill her from the rear she say she feel it in her ribs |
| It’s retawdid, retawdid, retawdid, forreal |
| Know its got a name but don’t know what to call it forreal |