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Tee Grizzley

B Legit

 

B Legit

(álbum: Controversy - 2023)


Wanna fuck with me, you gotta be legit, I'm sick with it
Brodie off a E with a forty, bitch, we sick with it
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

This a box of 'bows, not a five-dollar bag
I'm a million-dollar nigga, what's a hundred-thousand-dollar stash?
This ain't no lil' boy money, boy, this big business
Wanna fuck with me, you gotta be legit, I'm sick with it
This that put your mask on when you scale this
Gotta have clientele if you wanna sell this
This that stack the paper up taller than a mountain
This that hire my accountant just to help me count it

This that diamond link bracelet on, bust Patek money
This that buy a new house just so I can stash the money
This the back then they didn't want me, I ain't have no money
This the gun I blew him down with, bro gon' hide it for me
This the type of shit get a young nigga rich
I'm a young nigga, but I don't do young nigga shit
Plain Presi, bust Patek, AP for my bitch
When we walk in a room, they know me and Tee rich
Used to wanna be rich, now I'm rich than a bitch
So much ice on my neck, look like four niggas' kits
I ain't got nothing, nothing for a poor nigga bitch
I get money, if it don't make no dollars, it don't make no sense

This a box of 'bows, not a five-dollar bag
I'm a million-dollar nigga, what's a hundred-thousand-dollar stash?
This ain't no lil' boy money, boy, this big business
Just wanna fuck with me, you gotta be legit, I'm sick with it
This that put your mask on when you scale this
Gotta have clientele if you wanna sell this
This that stack the paper up taller than a mountain
This that hire my accountant just to help me count it (Oh yeah)

You look stupid in the club, mugging as my money fall on you
Fuck if you been hooping all your life, I still'll ball on you
Niggas icy, walking into Zeidman's, 'bout to pawn something
Everything in this Bentley mine except for dog woman
Turntest in the city, boy, that's me and SB
And my shooter turnt, he done cooked more shit than Chef Cleaz
Tell the army send these niggas vests for they head please
Clicking on my page the only time these niggas press me, ayy
Mansion in the hills, million-dollar deals
Nigga lit off saying my name, I should send his team a bill
Been them niggas since I was King Tee and bro was Skillz
And we show off for these hoes, ayy, give me change for some M's

This a box of 'bows, not a five-dollar bag
I'm a million-dollar nigga, what's a hundred-thousand-dollar stash?
This ain't no lil' boy money, boy, this big business
Just wanna fuck with me, you gotta be legit, I'm sick with it
This that put your mask on when you scale this
Gotta have clientele if you wanna sell this
This that stack the paper up taller than a mountain
This that hire my accountant just to help me count it (Just to help me count it)

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