Legacy
Fuck going off of the grid
I'm tired of niggas go Off of The Map
Don't track me down or get hit with the gat
How I get covid I just got the vax
Pulling no bitches that nigga can't mack
My bank is like Tetris I'm getting them stacks
My drip is expensive you know that it's gas
I'm feeling like ye how i hide with my mask
One two three
Chops on me
Talk that shit
Get hit with heat
Four Five Six Seven
Don't mess with the pigs so I won't pass eleven
Eight Nine Ten Eleven
You thought I was capping no I am not rapping
Performing or not I keep all the girls clapping
I'm putting in work while you niggas is napping
I got the mac
This time it's not cap
You get hit with that
You back with your chaps
You know I move tact
Applying that pressure
Don't ask if I lack the answer is never
Ever since I came back didn't lie about better
I blocked all these hoes they still sending me letters
Too bad for them bitches i locked up the treasure
If you want the key it's gon take more then pleasure
I'm out in the yams and I'm keeping heat on me
Two fours in the trunk they be shooting like Kobe
RIP to the legends who trapped way before me
I'm next on the list I'm leaving a damn legacy
My money? it's stacked
You bitches? you flat
You niggas? all cap
I keep it real facts
I'm about to go off nigga move back
I am not sliding I speed through the track
Two bad bit and they tripping
Niggas tried to slide but they slipping
Like get to blicking
All i did was up it and that nigga shitting
I had to grind to get to this living
I had to slime to get through the building
I been making these tracks and they finna be hits
But I saw all ya niggas they quitting like Where was that energy
They was all dissing me
Pop out with hunnid G's
Now they all blessing me
This shit is not new to me
They turn the other leaf
Smoking on big chief
I've been an OG
I do not take bribes
I got a kunai
Slice on your right eye
Call that man popeye
Crispy like fresh fries
You need to take 5
You need a new life
Career need a revive
Like blatt blatt blatt
Doing drive-bys in my scatpack like
Like go get back
Don't make no song go grab yo gat like
Don't be no bitch don't be no rat
Yo gang will not appreciate that
Bet 20 beans he won't come back
I would take his bitch but she a nat
She a brat
She don't listen she's a snack
She not good
She not bad
She expired like the milk that never came back
I'm mad
Not sad
Cause I'm spinning these blocks and he won't come out
Like close
Your trap
Two three's hit his mans cause he running his mouth
I'm tired of niggas go Off of The Map
Don't track me down or get hit with the gat
How I get covid I just got the vax
Pulling no bitches that nigga can't mack
My bank is like Tetris I'm getting them stacks
My drip is expensive you know that it's gas
I'm feeling like ye how i hide with my mask
One two three
Chops on me
Talk that shit
Get hit with heat
Four Five Six Seven
Don't mess with the pigs so I won't pass eleven
Eight Nine Ten Eleven
You thought I was capping no I am not rapping
Performing or not I keep all the girls clapping
I'm putting in work while you niggas is napping
I got the mac
This time it's not cap
You get hit with that
You back with your chaps
You know I move tact
Applying that pressure
Don't ask if I lack the answer is never
Ever since I came back didn't lie about better
I blocked all these hoes they still sending me letters
Too bad for them bitches i locked up the treasure
If you want the key it's gon take more then pleasure
I'm out in the yams and I'm keeping heat on me
Two fours in the trunk they be shooting like Kobe
RIP to the legends who trapped way before me
I'm next on the list I'm leaving a damn legacy
My money? it's stacked
You bitches? you flat
You niggas? all cap
I keep it real facts
I'm about to go off nigga move back
I am not sliding I speed through the track
Two bad bit and they tripping
Niggas tried to slide but they slipping
Like get to blicking
All i did was up it and that nigga shitting
I had to grind to get to this living
I had to slime to get through the building
I been making these tracks and they finna be hits
But I saw all ya niggas they quitting like Where was that energy
They was all dissing me
Pop out with hunnid G's
Now they all blessing me
This shit is not new to me
They turn the other leaf
Smoking on big chief
I've been an OG
I do not take bribes
I got a kunai
Slice on your right eye
Call that man popeye
Crispy like fresh fries
You need to take 5
You need a new life
Career need a revive
Like blatt blatt blatt
Doing drive-bys in my scatpack like
Like go get back
Don't make no song go grab yo gat like
Don't be no bitch don't be no rat
Yo gang will not appreciate that
Bet 20 beans he won't come back
I would take his bitch but she a nat
She a brat
She don't listen she's a snack
She not good
She not bad
She expired like the milk that never came back
I'm mad
Not sad
Cause I'm spinning these blocks and he won't come out
Like close
Your trap
Two three's hit his mans cause he running his mouth
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Writer(s): Clarson Balan
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