Legitimate Drugz

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Still on the block, I still work, feel incredible
 I got my foot on the gas when I'm pushin' 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 wastin' 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 mothafuckin' 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 livin' 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 seekin' for love,
 but the lean in my cup what I'm missin' (Ayy)
 And I put a beam on the Glock, when I up it, I swear ain't no missin'
 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, laughin' 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 trippin'
 Proceed precaution, the drip drippin'
 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 wastin' 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 mothafuckin' 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 livin' dangerous

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Duration
02:26
Key
8
Tempo
140 BPM

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