Meekz - Legit Lyrics

Yo, yo, yo
I wish that Tecca was here so he could take me shoppin'
Designer rocket, major poppin' got the majors watchin'
Kick doors, no knockin', it's that Massimo swag
How can I go back, takin' pictures on the Kodak
This a little throwback, can you deep that?
Where to go at, this a cold track, where my cro at?
This a deep quote, I need deep throat
Where the freaks at? Where the hoes at?
The way I smoke tracks, this a blowback, no cap
I earn the raps in the pack, that's a G-pack
Before twenty-one I had a hundred Gs stacked
All I see is fiends, all I see is cats
Cold outside, where my coat at?
New money, it's a new me or a new day
I used to idolize man, now they don't like me like damn

Ayy, yo, Mohair fresh home tellin' me he need a lick
I just copped his first whip from the dealership
I could pay my old teachers out, 50K right, probably ain't see 'em out
Probably never should've kicked me out
If I'm on the block then we got sticks about
All they do is chat shit for clout
I'm from a place where it's smoke then we murder guys
Only thing that I fear is I

And I'm gettin' knicks, twenty years inside
Last time we had to glide they tried to serve me life
We don't do no internet threats or no nerdy lies
Had a popstar's bitch give me head in the whip while my driver swerves the ride
Bitches really lied but she ain't expected me to snitch, left her surprised
Said she don't f*ck with that boy she prefer the guys
Pussy know my side, and man, this the real murder side
Real king in my city that's verified
Scary guys I made a mil' I still kill anywhere on site
Murder time, I can't deal with these rappers and their nursery rhyme
Guess you got to learn and live, live and learn sometimes
Get your head fried, curly fries
Little homie just caught a body, gave him thirty-five
If your nigga die, it's okay if you nearly cried
But make sure you gon' really ride

Ayy, yo, Mohair fresh home tellin' me he need a lick
I just copped his first whip from the dealership
I could pay my old teachers out, 50K right, probably ain't see 'em out
Probably never should've kicked me out
If I'm on the block then we got sticks about
All they do is chat shit for clout
I'm from a place where it's smoke then we murder guys
Only thing that I fear is I

'Cause they'll notice me, notice me
'Cause they'll notice me, notice me, notice me
And when they bitches see my face they like
O-M-G, O-M-G, O-M-G
It's the real real, OSG, OSG, OSG
Original Stay Golden, you know we stay rollin'

Before I ever made an Instagram you know I'm real certified)
You know I'm good to let the burner scream
I never heard of them, but they heard of me
And I can drop P on a beat
But in heat's where I prefer to be