4 Legs and a Biscuit - Kevin Gates

For reason whipping their court

Still consider the sport

On the phone we ball here

I'm watchin' king of New York

Kendrick the greatest I ever thought

All team turn sower we niggas tryin' to get off

Cold sleepin' get the minister in the court

I'm a dog worst place to

Get hit us while in the court

Pull it hold it my liquors

I'm itchin' make to the court

B**ch I'm wippin' in the bakin' the court

You know how I spit them

This is some on the run trying to get it ever

Baby mama problems

Every night tryin' to fix them

Flashin' all flippin'

Take broke every dish in the kitchen

The devil living in me

I'm contemplating the

Spray face in twenty years

But that's what they try to give em

The that I don't effort cope with the dealing

Back when we was the one is a bigger dealer

Innocent making faces and they wonder why I ever

Who ever take her to

Grow up and turn off to be killers

Borrow extensions

Toll it down when the

Compact in my jacket even flitchin my hitchin

Shy hard in the hot my emotions are ruined

Too hard to trust I don't give a f**k

Will open up to the woman

Take my lick and keep pushin

Don't try playin' me p**sy

They all fifty with the ippy

Layin' in the bushes

Won't say no name

But some saw at me a pound of them cookies

TTGATTG L I F E I'm with it

If shawty bust a p**sy hopin' no commitment I send it

Lord forgive me I'm finnin'

I come to you as a sinner

Take all my scars

Take my heart turn me into a Christian

Bright ni**a and the blazes of my last name was griffin

Bye bye his chicken

I just want four legs and a biscuit

I always shoutout my kites

All my niggas and forces

Stuck to the cold

Even when the pressure on

We ain't folding

Let's get it all