B Legit

Wanna -ck with me, you gotta be legit, I'm sick wit' it
Brodie off an E with a .40, -ch, we sick wit' it
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

This a box of 'bows, not a five-dollar bag
I'm a million-dollar -, what's a hunnid-thousand-dollar stash?
This ain't no lil' boy money, boy, this big business
Wanna - with me, you gotta be legit, I'm sick wit' it

This that put yo' 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 - get a young - rich
I'm a young -, but I don't do young - -
Plain Presi, bust Patek, AP for my -ch
When we walk in a room, they know me and Tee rich

Used to wanna be rich, now I'm rich than a -
So much ice on my neck, look like four - kits
I ain't got nothin', nothin' for a poor - -
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 -, what's a hunnid-thousand-dollar stash?
This ain't no lil' boy money, boy, this big business
Just wanna - with me, you gotta be legit, I'm sick wit' it

This that put yo' 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, muggin' as my money fall on you
- if you been hoopin' all yo' life, I still'll ball on you
- icy, walkin' into Zeidman's, 'bout to pawn somethin'
Everythin' 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 - than Chef Cleaz
Tell the army send these - vests for they head please
Clickin' on my page the only time these - press me, ayy

Mansion in the hills, million-dollar deals
- lit off sayin' my name, I should send his team a bill
Been them - since I was King Tee and bro was Skillz
And we show off for these -, ayy, give me change for some M's

This a box of 'bows, not a five-dollar bag
I'm a million-dollar -, what's a hunnid-thousand-dollar stash?
This ain't no lil' boy money, boy, this big business
Just wanna - with me, you gotta be legit, I'm sick wit' it

This that put yo' 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)



Credits
Writer(s): Denzil Delano Foster, Jay A. King, Thomas Derrick Mcelroy, Terry Sanchez Wallace, Martin Rafeal Mc Curtis, Trevon Gardner
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