Very Legendary

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Da$H] American Psycho, two black hoes Them bitches is dikes though Say they like white though Roll me a blunt and I beat it like Michael The baddest nigga, yup Samoan bitch, Hawaiian skunk She suck my dick, I light my blunt Swear this ain't the life for chumps I worked for this, did dirt for this Niggas caught time, and they served the shit Couple a funeral services Dare a nigga say I don't deserve this, bitch Hit a acid on a tongue, nigga rachet Put the pussy in a casket Weed habit like a addict Seeing money off this rap shit Got me spitting like a 'matic Click clack, bang, bang H'z motherfucker, niggas know what I claim Since a teenager twist my fingers up the same Wake up, smoke a pound, then I'm pissing champagne Broke niggas, get your bread up And all you pussy ass niggas, don't get yo' fucking head bust Enough drugs to be dead son Screaming "free my fucking niggas" 'til the feds come [Vers 2: RetcH] Met a bad bitch off Instagram She said she heard my song, became a insta fan And she be popping Xans, and we be smoking grams And she be snorting grams, then I remove her pants And then I stick it in and act a hooligan Then I bust a nut, where my loosies man Then I tell that bitch that I need a Maserati Gas her up like she gon' be riding shotty In my tiny jeans I like to party party Standing on the couch, it's getting rowdy rowdy Three bitches for me, you know I'm 'bout it 'bout it Another VIP, it's getting cloudy cloudy Last year I grew up, and you wouldn't believe it Now my bitches are real, and she screaming Jesus So she sipping [?] eating reeses pieces Shorty rub my back while she feed me peaches Black nigga, fresh up out ocean Ashy skin, man I need some lotion I be getting high, yeah I'm smoking potent And my bitch be popping, yeah that bitch be rolling [?] in my system, tell that bitch I bleed cognac And I smoke weed like I throw that And I got the 'Lo shorts matching with the 'Lo hat I be hitting licks in my Polo, call me Lojack [Verse 3: A$ton Matthews] Don't think I won't hit you cause I'm popular Twin Glocks in this ride, put ya spots on the block for ya Sixteen clean the bodies up Shock tops rock [?] clip show that Cutthroat mafia Gaining ends while I'm losing sleep Making money moves, Fatts brought it through a jeep Doing life ya favorite mood to see This the life I chose, road to imported gold, Cuban Links Versace shades in a room full of two or three And they all in the mood for me, who is he A$ton, Montana [?] answer to your question is a [?] Camouflage shoot it up, shoot a duck You lose your life before I lose a buck, fuck