Kevin Gilyard (born February 5, 1986), better known by his stage name Kevin… Read Full Bio ↴Kevin Gilyard (born February 5, 1986), better known by his stage name Kevin Gates, is an American rapper and singer from Baton Rouge, Louisiana. In 2013, it was announced that Gates signed to Young Money Entertainment.
Kevin Gates first began rapping in 2007, when he began making music with fellow Louisiana natives such as Webbie and Lil Boosie. Gates first received attention with his 2008 single "Get in the Way" featuring Lil Boosie. Soon after, he and Boosie would be incarcerated in separate cases. Gates would then be released in 2011 and immediately returned to recording music. He would soon earn the attention of Lil' Wayne. In early 2013, Gates released a mixtape, The Luca Brasi Story which was called "easily the best rap-related thing" in February 2013 by Spin Magazine. The Luca Brasi Story has been downloaded from popular mixtape sharing site, DatPiff, over 130,000 times.

On February 15, 2013, it was announced that Kevin Gates signed to Atlantic Records. Gates was also featured on Pusha T's 2013 mixtape as well as on Gudda Gudda's mixtape. On July 16, 2013 Gates released a street album titled Stranger Than Fiction, the street album was supported by the single "4:30".

He released his latest project By Any Means in 2014, and from there exploded in even more popularity. Mid-year made his way onto the cover of the 2014 XXL Freshman list.

Flicka Da Wrist
Kevin Gates Lyrics

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I don't get tired

I woke up feelin' like I
Couldn't feel no better
I don' want no fuckin' alka seltzer
I woke up feelin' like I
Couldn't feel no better
Momma pray for me my friends fake

I need a hundred steppers
They hate the flick of my wrist
Really be wheelin' the benz
Video vixen look here
Squealin' while I'm stickin' dick in her ribs
I told her I was a beautician whip out
The scissors get rid of split ends
I'm full of myself bae I'm trippin'
Feel like I'm Brady whatever it is
II'm catchin' plays, II mean Kevin Gates
Millz I ain't got no chill
Breadwinner heavyweight ooh
Look who just sat at the table make
Yo ho go fetch him a plate
Then I pull up in the Porsche
Bet whoever willin' to race
Charges dismissed by the feds
Still gotta deal with the state
Whoop em I got plenty kush and you pussy
Pick 12 or somebody gon' lay in yo bushes
Two time convicted a stitch for the fully
Jump out I'm feeling no need for the hoodie
Streets love a nigga who really a gangsta
Go check my jacket you know I'ma pull it
Ar-Ab hit the line I'm
Like what's the business
Just find the lean I'ma sip it
I don't trust no bitches
Look at the flick of that wrist
Video from the back how I'm killin' ya bitch
Lovin' my swag MC Hammer
Want to quit but I'm just 2 legit
Baltimore Oriole's hat Mr gates
Corner to corner they flooded with H
Hit the corner sto' backwoods and antropo
Money order 2 stamps and a envelope
Commissary in prison, they money low
Jumpin' and dodgin' the fence like I'm Mario
Camera belt buckle these rats catchin' audio
Runnin' the money up workin' no cardio
Left out of Boston and visited Denver
We had a threesome but we don't remember
Res from the grigy still
Stuck to my fingertips
Twistin' the stink stimulated my mental
SLS 550 matching interior while at the
Red light I stay lookin' serious
Want to question me I
Don't know nothing 'bout
Shit in kentucky I'm dealin' with Benjamin
Elephant whippin' the trunk in the front
But I still cannot figure out
Where the ignition is
While at the airport I'm being surrounded
I'm thinkin of flyin in private
All in the bathroom with my flight attendant
Ho why is yo hand in my privates?
On IG I talk I be lively
In public I'm movin' in silence
Penitentiary rules in effect
Give respect if I don't get
It back I get violent
Carol City straight drop got em wildin'
Me June and Boola and Poo out our body
Oughta see my new bitch she exotic
Wasn't talkin bout you ho be quiet
Silver shadow Jaber reversible stock
My new girl i keep her right on side of me
Back to jail while suspected of robbery
Jumpin' bond I won't sign out my property
You think Brasi got bodies well probably
Dive in the crowd he a gangsta so possibly
Watch the rappers few bitch
Niggas knockin' me cuz
They bird and they chickens want flock to me
All in New York be with Maino and Capo
I rode by myself and ain't nobody stoppin' me
Ain't no more real niggas
I'm who Jay-Z and Kanye like
To listen to honestly
They probably won't tell you that honestly
Super polite got a record that follow me
Tommy Hilfiger vest with the
Guess denim jeans
Kango cap on ya top with the wallabees
Johnny Blaze she can sing like
Rihanna but ratted on dude
It took everything out of me
Amber Rose had messed up with my nigga
When I get the rip I expect her to lie to me
Soldier sign in the middle of my forehead
A broke motherfucka who hatin
Don't bother me!

Aye look I don't know how to
Be you bitch ass niggas
All I know how to be is me Yah heard me?
You can't say man I fuck with Gates then
Say something negative in the same sentence
Man that don't even go together
Ol' bitch ass nigga
But you don't know that that ain't real
A nigga never taught you that ain't real
Look at all my interviews i never speak
On no nigga yah heard me

Penitentiary rules in effect ol'
Pussy ass nigga

Overall Meaning

In the song "Flicka Da Wrist," Kevin Gates expresses his confidence and feeling of superiority. The lyrics convey his attitude of not getting tired and feeling unstoppable. He wakes up feeling great and doesn't need any remedies like Alka Seltzer. Gates' mother prays for him because he believes his friends are fake. He mentions needing a hundred steppers, referring to a group of loyal and trusted individuals who are ready to support and defend him.

Gates talks about how people hate his success and his ability to effortlessly make money. He boasts about his sexual encounters, claiming to have a video vixen squealing while he is satisfying her physically. He refers to himself as a beautician, jokingly saying he can even trim her split ends. Gates' confidence borders on arrogance as he describes himself as full of himself and tripping, comparing himself to NFL quarterback Tom Brady.

Throughout the song, Gates maintains his theme of success and power. He references his personal and professional achievements, such as catching plays and making money. He mentions his heavyweight status in the music industry as a breadwinner. Gates also addresses his legal issues, stating that charges were dismissed by the federal government but he still has to deal with the state.

The chorus repeats the phrase "look at the flick of that wrist," emphasizing his skill and talent. He mentions Baltimore Orioles hat and hood references, representing his street credibility. Gates boasts about his ability to make money even while in prison, jumping fences like Mario from the popular video game. He ends the song by asserting his dominance, stating that people should respect him, and he can become violent if disrespected.

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