White Tan Lyrics - Kevin Gates

1 Stupid Step-Father, I'm wonderin' is you stupid?

2 Facial expression vacant, get puzzled as if a doofus

3 Bad news truly, nose up her ass often

4 Socially a misfit, my dick you should get off it

5 4 63's, clickin' 9s, droppin' dimes off it

6 Bottom line a revolver, problem of mine solver

7 Dodgin' a crime, while in the blind of a flyin' saucer

8 Unidentified object, and dead of the night walkin'

9 Y'all parkin' I'm sparkin', hard to talk from a coffin'

10 When Tharson go to war couldn't call it off if I called him

11 Needle into my skin no pretendin' be somewhat therapeutic

12 While in my lair in the air performin' aerial movement

13 Thoughts linger, distinctively as if parachuting

14 Whisper police and be quickly seen by a pair of shooters

15 Stare or prove it, arousin' theories that I'm hard to kill

16 Oxygen the toxin' while watchin' shawty contortion' it

17 [Hook:]

18 I could dap you with the right hand

19 And then bat you with the left hand

20 A lot of niggas pussy they been comin' at me left hand

21 On the stove over the pot

22 I'm droppin' soda with the right hand

23 Butterknife and scrape the Pyrex cookin'

24 White tan, oh ohhh ohh

25 White tan, oh oh

26 Yo oh oh

27 White tan oh oh

28 [Interlude:]

29 Shit, I got to feelin' myself

30 I forgot where I come in

31 Hold on

32 Hold up

33 Let me see

34 [Verse 2:]

35 It go bloom bloom blocka, salute troops proper

36 Please inquisitive ya listenin' better not be Sinatra

37 Ya better resemble Gotti

38 Embodyin' Luca Brasi

39 In the lobby with the try-me

40 Ya women wish they could try it out

41 Creep into the Cliqo, not humble who gon' stick by me now?

42 While he down, devisin' a plot, wish they could tie me down?

43 I be round, Mafia Mechanisms and all sorts

44 All ports, circlin' the globe thuggin' the raw sport

45 Raw Report Magazine reader, pull up in raw form

46 All corn, state of athleticism in y'all dorm

47 What I meant by sippin' drank the color we all knowin'

48 With that shit the same color as a airport

49 [Hook:]

50 I could dap you with the right hand

51 And then bat you with the left hand

52 A lot of niggas pussy they been comin' at me left hand

53 On the stove over the pot

54 I'm droppin' soda with the right hand

55 Butterknife and scrape the Pyrex cookin'

56 White tan, oh ohhh ohh

57 White tan, oh oh

58 Yo oh oh

59 White tan oh oh