Legal
I been smokin' down the road like this shit legal
And ion got no competition, all my niggas equal
Shawty always gon' tell me how I'm evil
Tryna make a movie, we can shoot it in the regal
We chasin' big packs, let the city know
If he really want his bitch back, give me a new hoe
I remember I ain't have much, so I got some clothes
I remember I ain't bag much, so I got some hoes
They say a dime a dozen, Ion fuck with twelve
They told me I won't get to nothin', nigga, I prevailed
They wasn't lookin' at me then, look at me now
Put some ice on my neck, always smellin' like a pound
Damn, Boogie you a fool
Gettin' to that money, that's the only thing you do
Grew up in the trap, that's the only thing you knew
If I was in your shoes, I would flex on niggas too
But you ain't so niggas can't
And I ain't tryna hear shit bout my mans
Yeah, that nigga goofy, but he goofy with a plan
Villain of the story, but the hero for the fam
How the hell we in a track hawk, but started in a van
Why the hell you in my face now
Ass up, face down
I know some niggas who can't stay around
Cause they was tellin' on me at the playground
Like what you got to say now
I been smokin' down the road like this shit legal
And ion got no competition, all my niggas equal
Shawty always gon' tell me how I'm evil
Tryna make a movie, we can shoot it in the regal
We chasin' big packs, let the city know
If he really want his bitch back, give me a new hoe
I remember I ain't have much, so I got some clothes
I remember I ain't bag much, so I got some hoes
And ion got no competition, all my niggas equal
Shawty always gon' tell me how I'm evil
Tryna make a movie, we can shoot it in the regal
We chasin' big packs, let the city know
If he really want his bitch back, give me a new hoe
I remember I ain't have much, so I got some clothes
I remember I ain't bag much, so I got some hoes
They say a dime a dozen, Ion fuck with twelve
They told me I won't get to nothin', nigga, I prevailed
They wasn't lookin' at me then, look at me now
Put some ice on my neck, always smellin' like a pound
Damn, Boogie you a fool
Gettin' to that money, that's the only thing you do
Grew up in the trap, that's the only thing you knew
If I was in your shoes, I would flex on niggas too
But you ain't so niggas can't
And I ain't tryna hear shit bout my mans
Yeah, that nigga goofy, but he goofy with a plan
Villain of the story, but the hero for the fam
How the hell we in a track hawk, but started in a van
Why the hell you in my face now
Ass up, face down
I know some niggas who can't stay around
Cause they was tellin' on me at the playground
Like what you got to say now
I been smokin' down the road like this shit legal
And ion got no competition, all my niggas equal
Shawty always gon' tell me how I'm evil
Tryna make a movie, we can shoot it in the regal
We chasin' big packs, let the city know
If he really want his bitch back, give me a new hoe
I remember I ain't have much, so I got some clothes
I remember I ain't bag much, so I got some hoes
Credits
Writer(s): Jalen Burton
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