Went to the store 'cause I wanted to get some backwoods
Nigga said you under 21, so that's no good
Now that nigga ain't gonna be making any more salaries
'Cause I smoked that nigga, then I f*cked his bitch on the balcony
She said, Legend, I love you, what can I get?
What are we? I don't know, we just met
I f*ck with Mexicans
2 bitches, they f*ck again
Remember they didn't want to f*ck back then
Now they rate me as a 10
Get these niggas on tracks
Get yo bitch off my sack
Get yo motherf*cking bitch, we counting racks, yuh
Milly rock, milly rock
Watch the way I walk
Niggas mad when I pull up at they f*cking block
Oh, you f*cking bitches?
Oh, she sucking dick?
I get niggas mad
Bitch get off my dick
Niggas turn into snitches, why tho?
Why is she so thick
Why is she so bad
I just moved a brick
She said she'll do it for free
Let's find out and see
F*ck you mean that there's no "we"
I had to watch her leave like a DVD
Please don't ask no questions
Let me show you a lesson
That if you f*ck with me
Then don't disagree
'Cause I'll pull up that choppa
I'm gonna let it bling
Shoot you and yo papa
'Cause bitch I'm the king
So I guess I'm dead
I shot it in my head
Swing it like some dreads
Bitch I get that bread
Can't f*ck with the fed
Make the streets fill up with red, yuh
Yes I hear all you niggas talking trash
But I bet y'all don't get any cash
Killed that nigga then I did the dash
Yes we finna skrt skrt, and yes we finna crash, yuh
So I heard these niggas talking dumb, huh?
Niggas talking dumb, huh?
Can't feel any shit, bitch I'm numb
Yuh, yuh, yuh
These niggas talking shit, but they won't do shit
But pull up and they just wanna f*cking quit
Bitch I'm gnarly, bitch I'm rare
I was looking for that nigga and my boy said, yo, he over there
I swear my rap is real, it's legit
And I'm still throwing niggas in a pit
She said she was leaving, and yes, I did care
But didn't care 'cause I wanna be a millionaire
Watch the money, 'cause it's finna be thrown
All I wanna do is be alone
And no I don't wanna get my dick blown
Swear all you niggas some clones
I feel like I'm away from home
Sad shit like I'm Post Malone
Can't talk right now, bitch I'm stoned
Legend Diaz - Fasten Your Seatbelt./ 14 Freestyle. Lyrics
Legend Diaz - Fasten Your Seatbelt./ 14 Freestyle. Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Went to the store 'cause I wanted to get some backwoods
Nigga said you under 21, so that's no good
Now that nigga ain't gonna be making any more salaries
'Cause I smoked that nigga, then I f*cked his bitch on the balcony
She said, Legend, I love you, what can I get?
What are we? I don't know, we just met
I f*ck with Mexicans
2 bitches, they f*ck again
Remember they didn't want to f*ck back then
Now they rate me as a 10
Get these niggas on tracks
Get yo bitch off my sack
Get yo motherf*cking bitch, we counting racks, yuh
Milly rock, milly rock
Watch the way I walk
Niggas mad when I pull up at they f*cking block
Oh, you f*cking bitches?
Oh, she sucking dick?
I get niggas mad
Bitch get off my dick
Niggas turn into snitches, why tho?
Why is she so thick
Why is she so bad
I just moved a brick
She said she'll do it for free
Let's find out and see
F*ck you mean that there's no "we"
I had to watch her leave like a DVD
Please don't ask no questions
Let me show you a lesson
That if you f*ck with me
Then don't disagree
'Cause I'll pull up that choppa
I'm gonna let it bling
Shoot you and yo papa
'Cause bitch I'm the king
So I guess I'm dead
I shot it in my head
Swing it like some dreads
Bitch I get that bread
Can't f*ck with the fed
Make the streets fill up with red, yuh
Yes I hear all you niggas talking trash
But I bet y'all don't get any cash
Killed that nigga then I did the dash
Yes we finna skrt skrt, and yes we finna crash, yuh
So I heard these niggas talking dumb, huh?
Niggas talking dumb, huh?
Can't feel any shit, bitch I'm numb
Yuh, yuh, yuh
These niggas talking shit, but they won't do shit
But pull up and they just wanna f*cking quit
Bitch I'm gnarly, bitch I'm rare
I was looking for that nigga and my boy said, yo, he over there
I swear my rap is real, it's legit
And I'm still throwing niggas in a pit
She said she was leaving, and yes, I did care
But didn't care 'cause I wanna be a millionaire
Watch the money, 'cause it's finna be thrown
All I wanna do is be alone
And no I don't wanna get my dick blown
Swear all you niggas some clones
I feel like I'm away from home
Sad shit like I'm Post Malone
Can't talk right now, bitch I'm stoned
Nigga said you under 21, so that's no good
Now that nigga ain't gonna be making any more salaries
'Cause I smoked that nigga, then I f*cked his bitch on the balcony
She said, Legend, I love you, what can I get?
What are we? I don't know, we just met
I f*ck with Mexicans
2 bitches, they f*ck again
Remember they didn't want to f*ck back then
Now they rate me as a 10
Get these niggas on tracks
Get yo bitch off my sack
Get yo motherf*cking bitch, we counting racks, yuh
Milly rock, milly rock
Watch the way I walk
Niggas mad when I pull up at they f*cking block
Oh, you f*cking bitches?
Oh, she sucking dick?
I get niggas mad
Bitch get off my dick
Niggas turn into snitches, why tho?
Why is she so thick
Why is she so bad
I just moved a brick
She said she'll do it for free
Let's find out and see
F*ck you mean that there's no "we"
I had to watch her leave like a DVD
Please don't ask no questions
Let me show you a lesson
That if you f*ck with me
Then don't disagree
'Cause I'll pull up that choppa
I'm gonna let it bling
Shoot you and yo papa
'Cause bitch I'm the king
So I guess I'm dead
I shot it in my head
Swing it like some dreads
Bitch I get that bread
Can't f*ck with the fed
Make the streets fill up with red, yuh
Yes I hear all you niggas talking trash
But I bet y'all don't get any cash
Killed that nigga then I did the dash
Yes we finna skrt skrt, and yes we finna crash, yuh
So I heard these niggas talking dumb, huh?
Niggas talking dumb, huh?
Can't feel any shit, bitch I'm numb
Yuh, yuh, yuh
These niggas talking shit, but they won't do shit
But pull up and they just wanna f*cking quit
Bitch I'm gnarly, bitch I'm rare
I was looking for that nigga and my boy said, yo, he over there
I swear my rap is real, it's legit
And I'm still throwing niggas in a pit
She said she was leaving, and yes, I did care
But didn't care 'cause I wanna be a millionaire
Watch the money, 'cause it's finna be thrown
All I wanna do is be alone
And no I don't wanna get my dick blown
Swear all you niggas some clones
I feel like I'm away from home
Sad shit like I'm Post Malone
Can't talk right now, bitch I'm stoned
Writer: Brian Diaz, Brian Diaz-Gutierrez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid