Illegal

Ballout & Jay Critch - Rap, Drill
Illegal
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Duration: 2:27
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[Chorus: Jay Critch] Maybach ridin' slow Smokin' , countin' C-notes N***a you ain't tryna get no dough, you a leash though I got hella hoes I got b***es on a leash though Rolls big dope, got LA cookie on the east coast Got the game on gold I be with the 7-3-0 B***h we get the money, seen the money through the peephole Yeah I get the money, split the money with my people Lil b try and get me cuddy, give me deep throat [Verse 1: Jay Critch] I'm up in a V, sippin' lean like its legal Diamonds in my scene, you a skeez I don't need you N***as talk a lot, but I got cheese we ain't equal Get a pack for free, run it back for they egos Gotta watch yo back, in your face they laughin' but they hate though If it's a problem then what happened, n***a say so Had to go and cut the grass, for the snakes though Still keep a Fendi bag, Gucci snake hoe And we still might take yo pack, for the peso Bentley truck I do the dash, f*** yo hangs bro You n***as be into fashion, I'm in the bankroll They know that I got the bag, you lookin' like J-Lo [Chorus: Jay Critch] Maybach ridin' slow Smokin' , countin' C-notes N***a you ain't tryna get no dough, you a leash though I got hella hoes I got b***es on a leash though Rolls big dope, got LA cookie on the east coast Got the game on gold I be with the 7-3-0 B***h we get the money, seen the money through the peephole Yeah I get the money, split the money with my people Lil b try and get me cuddy, give me deep throat [Verse 2: Ballout] It's hard outside I'm doing donuts on the speed scope I'll flash racks everywhere that we go G.L.O. Mafia we sticking to the B-code Pulled up in a cab with a chopper and a pico Walkin' in the Bronx in a Carter like I'm Nino Free bands in my hands lookin' like I just hit a casino The way she top me off I'm like bingo I don't wanna mingle Took that girl off a couple singles I'm runnin' bands up like a relay They gon' hear this replay Better ask your favorite f***in' DJ Blue hunnids stickin' my pocket like its payday Everyday is cake day [Chorus: Jay Critch] Maybach ridin' slow Smokin' , countin' C-notes N***a you ain't tryna get no dough, you a leash though I got hella hoes I got b***es on a leash though Rolls big dope, got LA cookie on the east coast Got the game on gold I be with the 7-3-0 B***h we get the money, seen the money through the peephole Yeah I get the money, split the money with my people Lil b try and get me cuddy, give me deep throat
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- Ballout
- Jay Critch