Legoo

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Baby, I was born thuggin' From the C bloc to the 3400 Pull up in a Benz, better po' somethin' Hoes bumping gums, but they don't know nothin' From a early age, known to serve custies Double up, every time you get the pure, cut it Life done kicked that ass, I had to learn somethin' Trav Barker all my shooters, they got the percussion That means they drummin' on that ass Only runnin' from the task I ain't talkin' 'bout condoms, drillas bustin' for a bag If you stuntin' you get taxed From the mud, sipping mud, ridin' buckets like a Jag' I'm a jit, better known as a joint Get buzz if they smoke me, so I stay on point I been a gamer, I stays wit' my toy That bitch stay workin', I keep her employed Benz straight out the dealership Thank God my plug went dry and I was feelin' sick My eśe ran up in the opp trap to steal a brick Then we dumped it for the low, baby, you ain't trill as this [Chorus] Legoo Lil' jit stay ready Yo' bitch gon' come when she grind on the semi Legoo I'ma turn this thing out Turn this thing up, breakin' 'til they bankrupt Legoo OE on the hip Thirsty opp, take a sip, now the body lay stiff Legoo We poppin' like Cris Whole clique do it big, blue hunnids on crisp Legoo [Verse 2] They ain't never wanna see me shine I bust down the cuban link, now I leave 'em blind Through my moves I done redefined Perceptions of a player in the field, I really grind Take me for a joke, but they can't take a joke Now I took they shine, so LOL, I break they hoes Just young OG rockin' D&G Pimpin like Too $hort, slangin' like Eazy-E My young flockers lookin' for a scene to bleed We gettin' paid on God, baby, please believe We gotta keep it G, we see police, then flea I keep my flee on fleek, she wanna be wit' me Finna peak on E, rollin' like a river Opps slid and a bullet almost grazed my liver Smokin' grass to expose all the snakes that slither They love that money, when they die, though, they can't take it wit' 'em They get stripped if they flex Bezzles wit' baguettes, we lit on the set I'm still that same jit from the West Too slick to finesse, turnin' bricks into bread [Chorus] Legoo Lil' jit stay ready Yo' bitch gon' come when she grind on the semi Legoo I'ma turn this thing out Turn this thing up, breakin' 'til they bankrupt Legoo OE on the hip Thirsty opp, take a sip, now the body lay stiff Legoo We poppin' like Cris Whole clique do it big, blue hunnids on crisp Legoo