Heavens Gate Songtext

Bet a whole tеn on black and make it all double (Uh, make it all double)
I could spend a whole bag and do it all subtle (Uh, do it all subtle)

Huh, we in Tiffany's, she bracelet, necklace, earring down
These hoes ain't shit to me, I seen her in the lost and found
This here a victory, my dub is goin' through the roof
She texting me, she calling me, saying, "I miss you, boo"
I like Black girls, big booty, little titty shit
I can't trust nobody, so I ride around with that stick
I was on five on five, Mechanicsville, just posted in that corner
I ain't have shit inside my bank account, I stayed down for the summer
I swear, that turn me into a man, you won't stay broke if you don't wanna
I pulled my life up out the mud, every day was noodles with the water
Had to stay on Bouldercrest, every day was niggas gettin' slaughtered
She a ten, but she might never get no ring, she Charles Barkley
She a bad lil' thing from Florida
She don't know no better, don't afford her
I go hard, but I can't go harder
I done came a long way from the MARTA
I'm a real East side Zone 6 nigga Got hoes that's on Panola
Gotta pull that stock up out that Smith & Wesson, it blow your shoulder

Two cellphones, bitch, I'm Kevin Gates (Kevin Gates)
Run up on me wrong, send you up to Heaven's Gate (To Heaven's Gate)
Yeah, the money long, like to make it circulate (Circulate)
All my niggas wild, Planet of the fuckin' Apes (Planet of the fuckin' Apes)

Huh, all my hoes tens, tryna get the boy in trouble (The boy in trouble)
Huh, bet a whole ten on red and make it all double (Uh, make it all double)
Bet a whole ten on black and make it all double (Uh, make it all double)
I could spend a whole bag and do it all subtle (Uh, do it all subtle)