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Never Legit Lyrics


Lil Gotit Never Legit

[Intro]
My diamonds, they seasick
Only let WaterByG make you sick, sick
Glock with a 30, extensions called dick, dick
Located our opp, and made his ass peep quick
Bottom and top, I let Johnny freeze it
We aim for the top, my youngins gon' breeze it
Y'all shrimp-shrimp, poppin' your shit like a blimp-blimp
We smoke, we rolling up blunts, no skimp, skimp (Shut the f..ck up)

[Chorus]
Know that my gang legit
We ready to hit with a drum on a stick, stick
I came in this bitch with two deuces, some tight shit
I don't care 'bout no bitch, I pass her like Mike Vick
These VVS froze and cold like an ice pick
Got my shit on when I jump in the moshpit
We reset your life, we ready to hit-hit
Lil' bitch go to bed, your mama don't miss, miss
I don't want that head, that mouth full of sick dick
Off-White on the opps, yeah yeah yeah, on some drip shit
Pint in a two liter, I'm on some rich shit
I vibe in LA then I f..ck on a rich bitch
We using Kel-Tecs when we shoot off the kill list
Catch him right out, lil' nigga what the deal is?
Lil' Haiti with Haitians, I kick on some chill shit
That Perc' got me trippin', walk in Barneys and I bought out the venue

[Verse 1]
Wock, land in Texas and I'm sippin'
He drop, Chris popped him like a pimple
My socks, rockin' Gucci, ain't simple
Bump stock, with Glock extensions, ammunition
Straight drop, on Conley in the kitchen whippin'
She mop, in the building without a sense
Go up, NASA, I blast off on these bitches
Shut up, pop a Perc' and watch me hit it (HoodBaby)
Youngins with me, they pop for my name, that's a six-six
Y'all ain't no shooters y'all hoes can hit bricks, bricks
f..ck your big homie, yeah f..ck him, he bitch, bitch
Belong in commercials, I advertise Bentley
Infiltrate the whole spot by some jit-jits
Yeah I send a hit-hit, on that face in the ground shit
Hop in some sick-sick, engine real loud, shit
Screamin' that slime shit

[Chorus]
Know that my gang legit
We ready to hit with a drum on a stick, stick
I came in this bitch with two deuces, some tight shit
I don't care 'bout no bitch, I pass her like Mike Vick
These VVS froze and cold like an ice pick
Got my shit on when I jump in the moshpit
We reset your life, we ready to hit-hit
Lil' bitch go to bed, your mama don't miss, miss
I don't want that head, that mouth full of sick dick
Off-White on the opps, yeah yeah yeah, on some drip shit
Pint in a two liter, I'm on some rich shit
I vibe in LA then I f..ck on a rich bitch
We using Kel-Tecs when we shoot off the kill list
Catch him right out, lil' nigga what the deal is?
Lil' Haiti with Haitians, I kick on some chill shit
That Perc got me trippin', walk in Barneys and I bought out the venue

[Verse 2]
Pillow talking to a bitch, what the deal is?
Cash out on my bitch, she know what the real is
Real HoodBaby, and they better just deal with it
King HoodBaby, I give ‘em a dose just like pills
I'ma walk through [?]
2019 lowkey, Honda like Civic
If I'm ridin' in the block, finna get it
The way I burn him, lot of feds gonna hear it
My diamonds, they sea sick
Only let WaterByG make you sick, sick
Glock with a 30, extensions called dick, dick
Located our opp, and made his ass peep quick
Bottom and top, I let Johnny freeze it
We aim for the top, my youngins gon' breeze it
Y'all shrimp-shrimp, poppin' your shit like a blimp, blimp
We smoke, we rolling up blunts, no skimp, skimp

[Chorus]
Know that my gang legit
We ready to hit with a drum on a stick, stick
I came in this bitch with two deuces, some tight shit
I don't care 'bout no bitch, I pass her like Mike Vick
These VVS froze and cold like an ice pick
Got my shit on when I jump in the moshpit
We reset your life, we ready to hit-hit
Lil' bitch go to bed, your mama don't miss, miss
I don't want that head, that mouth full of sick dick
Off-White on the opps, yeah yeah yeah, on some drip shit
Pint in a two liter, I'm on some rich shit
I vibe in LA then I f..ck on a rich bitch
We using Kel-Tecs we shoot off the kill list
Catch him right out, lil' nigga what the deal is?
Lil' Haiti with Haitians, I kick on some chill shit
That Perc got me trippin', walk in Barneys and I bought out the venue


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