Legitimate Drugz

(альбом: QPac - 2020)

Still on the block, I still work, feel incredible
I got my foot on the gas when I'm pushing the pedal (Go Grizz)
I'm on the block where you gotta keep that heavy metal
I'm in this shit forever, ayy

I get on FaceTime, just to see my thots
With me, you wasting time, baby, don't even buy that watch
It's love still, though they love to question my heart
Blue bandana, bang the wheelchair like the parking lot (Ayy)
I do the dash in a mothafucking Jag
Gotta skrrt off, it can't fit in the parking lot
They see the weakest nigga in the room
That be the nigga that talk a lot
I think that I need another one, baby girl
This a real nigga, one-of-one (Ayy)
I show legitimate love
This genuine love has got me living dangerous

Ayy, I even offered to pay your tuition
I gave you letters to sign and read over the terms and conditions (Ayy)
I was out seeking for love, but the lean in my cup what I'm missing (Ayy)
And I put a beam on the Glock, when I up it, I swear ain't no missing
We gon' get all of them niggas
Fill all them hollows in pistols, the guala gon' get you
Hit up their block the missiles
I'll send them rastas to get ya, them shottas to get ya
Them robbers'll get ya, these niggas, they know that my roster official
It's a man down in the heart of the trenches
I'd do anything to get my dawg out the system
I sip codieine with a pasision, see it in my face
Shawty wanna fuck me 'cause I'm paid
Joke's on you, two-door coupe, laughing to the bank
I had to ride my own wave, I'm in a whole 'nother lane (Ayy)
She say I do it way better on Percocet
I need some sloppy toppy in the drop-top coupe (Ayy)
I gotta spend a check for you to fuck me and get the neck
Ain't no complaints, I got racks in the bank, baby, let's go
I'm there for the money, I ain't tripping
Proceed precaution, the drip dripping
These niggas just hate that I bank different
They say that I changed, but I ain't different
Ayy, load up them FNs, then hop in the Benz, I go spin on their block
I fuck with niggas who 'bout their issues, who gon' kill all their opps

I get on FaceTime, just to see my thots
With me, you wasting time, baby, don't even buy that watch
It's love still, though they love to question my heart
Blue bandana, bang the wheelchair like the parking lot (Ayy)
I do the dash in a mothafucking Jag
Gotta skrrt off, it can't fit in the parking lot
They see the weakest nigga in the room
That be the nigga that talk a lot
I think that I need another one, baby girl
This a real nigga, one-of-one (Ayy)
I show legitimate love
This genuine love has got me living dangerous