Retawdid Fa Real – English Lyrics

• By: Kevin Gates, Flow
• Album: Make Em Believe

Lyrics & Translation

Dive into the raw energy of Kevin Gates' "Retawdid Fa Real," a powerful hip-hop track that offers a glimpse into authentic street language and cultural expressions. Through its confident lyrics and compelling flow, you can learn informal English phrases and understand how artists convey strong emotions and personal narratives, making it a unique and engaging piece for language learners.

[English]

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

You 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

You know it's 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 stitchin'

Ocean water retawdid

Flyin' Menachiba number

Play with me I go get pied and milimeter squeezin' public

You see me fresh check out my collar

Lot of stacks don't need no 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 braggin' on it, my belt cute and I'm saggin' on 'em

My glasses on and I'm swaggin' on 'em

And I rock Louis Vuitton, people stop and stare

Family leem and machus, 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 Lois Lane

Cone of poppin' Clark Kent out the pocket like Lois Lane

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

You 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

You know it's 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 it's 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