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I been outside a long time
Heavy, I done been outside (Jester made this)
We the reason y'all niggas started goin' out west
We started that shit, nigga, legendary

She say that she don't fuck the first night (The first night)
I'm like "What's the hold up?" (Huh)
She wan' have my baby, Christian Dior stroller (Uh)
Prada on my body (Body), I won't zip my coat up (Facts)
'Cause she gon' see these diamonds, and I'm gon' bend her over (Ah)

Nigga, I'm legendary (Woo)
You get it, the kids get it, these bullets hereditary (Baw)
Bitch I'm the one, bitch I'm the one, and no, I ain't secondary (Woo, uh)
Nigga, I'm legendary, my gang legendary

I put a drum in the automatic (Grrt-baw)
I done sent so many packs through USPS when I go out west, that I named my daughter "Callie"
Nigga, what's rockin'? (Nigga, what's rockin'?)
You know I'm ape, let's get it started
One on one, I fuck with my hats like Mr. [?]
What you gon' do if Spotify don't sell your record (What?)
I'm gon' open up a Spotify, don't sell no records (Trap)
Gotta keep it, they say "Rappers is a target" (My word)
I felt safer in that trap, used to buy vacuum seal from Target (Trap, facts)
I do this shit for the family (Family), don't give a fuck 'bout a Grammy (Facts)
Next week, got an appointment at Chromeheart, 'bout to fly to Miami (I'm gone)
I got a bag to blow up, my bitch, she do Dior, she don't do Fashionova (Facts)
Still draggin' my knuckles and stompin' my feet until they free Casanova
Free the A team, nigga

She say that she don't fuck the first night (The first night)
I'm like "What's the hold up?" (Huh)
She wan' have my baby, Christian Dior stroller (Uh)
Prada on my body (Body), I won't zip my coat up (Facts)
'Cause she gon' see these diamonds, and I'm gon' bend her over (Ah)

Nigga, I'm legendary (Woo)
You get it, the kids get it, these bullets hereditary (Baw)
Bitch I'm the one, bitch I'm the one, and no, I ain't secondary
Nigga, I'm legendary, my gang legendary

Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, big blrrd
Free the members, yeah, yeah (With them steppers, with them hitters)
Big Shiesty been legendary, niggas be actors, Tyler Perry (You act like Tyler Perry)
Killer fashion, shit get scary, wack a opp dripped in Burberry (Wack a opp)
I'm in the hood, I see [?] come back 'til I'm buried
These niggas with me, shoot like athlete (Athlete), and never put on no jersey
My New York bitch be on different time, love when she say "You heard me"
Switch the out the Bimmer for the Benzo', how I like 'em short and curvy
Walk him down, see his last breath and keep on hand, boy, don't get nervous
Caught out of bounds, he gettin' a whole clip (Whole clip), we knocked him out his server (Gone)
SGE all black and skis, just the other day, we be purgin'
SRT beat up the street (Street), get out of the way, it ain't no murder (Nope)
Been through rags way before [?] spent [?] nights in the trap, I'm servin'
The whole time, niggas be twelve and competition 'cause they workin'
Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd (Blrrd)
Big blrrd, blrrd

Nigga, I'm legendary, my gang legendary

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