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Gator Land Video (MV)




Performed By: Ricky Kanes
Language: English
Length: 1:34
Written by: Jalen Jackson




Ricky Kanes - Gator Land Lyrics
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Keep a stick with a drum they marching to me yeah I'm getting these bands
Ain't no friends at your table they hiding they cards and they watching your hands if its up to you then
I cant trust it cause I know im getting em stamped
I'm feeling the energy bitch I'm amped, I almost never sleep
She classy she f*cking to melodies
Yeah I'm riding dirty, I stay with a felony, bill on a dollar get higher them ketamine
I copped a flight way to lifted at Kennedy
My cousin in chi jail for them deaths it be killing me
My day one got killed by his cousin and he tried to kill my dawg momma
These niggas be hatin', they hatin', they rats
Step on they back, get to the money, ain't got time to play
Went and got a plate, drove it through the state
Send a hater through the ground
Skirt off, 20 rounds
I can't trust none of these niggas now
I can't trust them, rather put them in the ground
Stayin' away from no land
Stayin' away from no land
Stayin' away from no land
Stayin' away from no land
Keep a stick with a drum they marching to me yeah I'm getting these bands
Ain't no friends at your table they hiding they cards and they watching your hands
If its up to you then I cant trust it cause I know im getting em stamped
I'm feeling the energy bitch I'm amped, I almost never sleep
She classy she f*cking to melodies
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English

Keep a stick with a drum they marching to me yeah I'm getting these bands
Ain't no friends at your table they hiding they cards and they watching your hands if its up to you then
I cant trust it cause I know im getting em stamped
I'm feeling the energy bitch I'm amped, I almost never sleep
She classy she f*cking to melodies
Yeah I'm riding dirty, I stay with a felony, bill on a dollar get higher them ketamine
I copped a flight way to lifted at Kennedy
My cousin in chi jail for them deaths it be killing me
My day one got killed by his cousin and he tried to kill my dawg momma
These niggas be hatin', they hatin', they rats
Step on they back, get to the money, ain't got time to play
Went and got a plate, drove it through the state
Send a hater through the ground
Skirt off, 20 rounds
I can't trust none of these niggas now
I can't trust them, rather put them in the ground
Stayin' away from no land
Stayin' away from no land
Stayin' away from no land
Stayin' away from no land
Keep a stick with a drum they marching to me yeah I'm getting these bands
Ain't no friends at your table they hiding they cards and they watching your hands
If its up to you then I cant trust it cause I know im getting em stamped
I'm feeling the energy bitch I'm amped, I almost never sleep
She classy she f*cking to melodies
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Writer: Jalen Jackson
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