2 Legit

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, go, ayy, ayy, ayy, ah (420 Tiesto) Ayy, bum-ba-dum-bum-bum, ayy Ayy (Well, that's real good to hear, kid) [Verse 1] Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm back in beast mode All black with the pea coat Nah, these ain't them dust heads, but I got me some McQueens on I need a bad bitch and a shoulder I can lean on I'ma get mad when I find out that my lean gone I'm so lil' Seven with this Ingle' lingo Hit three bitches in a row, call me bingo I'm so paid in full, Money Mitch, not no Rico You want that old Rucci, well, shit, here he go [Chorus] Ayy, I could fuck your bitch right now if I want to Slide through your shit with that— shh, what you gon' do? Bust down, bling, blaow, bitch, that's my whole crew Nigga, you can't hang with the gang if we don't know you [Verse 2] I knew I was gon' be rich, bitch, I told you You ain't stayed down, bitch, that's on you Cop a whip, post it on the 'Gram just to show you That I'm fuckin' over you, like, really fuckin' over you You see my name on billboard, bitch, yeah, that's him Big black truck, me, Don Don, and Joe Bean We be outside lookin' for smoke like a dope fiend Cocaine mink, let me show you what I mean Keep my name out your mouth if you ain't suckin' on this dick You ain't know what you know now, bitch, I been running shit And I'm sick with a hammer, bitch, I'm too legit to quit Ayy, hit 'em with that— ah-ah, hit 'em with that shit [Chorus] I could fuck on your bitch right now if I want to Slide through your shit with that— shh, what you gon' do? Bust down, bling, blaow, bitch, that's my whole crew Nigga, you can't hang with the gang if we don't know you