
LEGOS ft. yungdeviin & XcalArtic Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yea, Yea,Yea
Stack my money on top just like Legos (Yea)
We not beefing unless it's bout Pesos (Come On)
Bad bitch come and do what I say so (Foreal)
In the trap and I'm counting up a bankroll (What The Fuck)
And You know I can't Fuck with these stank hoes
Smoke with gang and yo ass get a halo (Get A Halo)
No face, No trace , dats a case closed (Dats A Case Closed)
How you flexing dat shit, Now it's repoed (But It's Repoed)
Change my flow like they clothes, Niggas be hoes
I'm the youngest in charge feel like Drose (Feel Like Drose)
Serve a nigga, I look out the peephole
Love when she suck on dat dick, She a keeper
These niggas they fear me, sum like Jeepers Creeps
Spit that hot shit so much, I think got a fever
And she tell me she love but I don't believe her
Yea (Man Fuck Dat Bitch)
Yea
My money stack up like Legos (Like Legos)
Dirty sprite I'm not sippin on Faygo (Not Faygo)
When them bullets start flying better stay low (Better Stay Low)
And this bitch wanna dance, We gon Tango (On God)
They not stepping on shit, yea they feet cold (Yea)
And we taking yo whip dats a repo (Dats A Repo)
And I'm balling on Niggas like Dlo (Like Dlo)
And I'm blowing up fast, I'ma be known (Yea)
Fuck the gang, you gon be gone (On God)
And I'm smoking on zot, high like a drone (Yea)
Niggas jacking my style, yea they Fucking clones
Nigga play he get hit in the Fucking Dome
Got a lil Bitch, her name Simone
I'm getting Rich, Yea my money longer
When I pop me perc Bitch I'm in the zone
(I'm In The Zone)
Yea, Yea,Yea
Stack my money on top just like Legos (Yea)
We not beefing unless it's bout Pesos (Come On)
Bad bitch come and do what I say so (Foreal)
In the trap and I'm counting up a bankroll (What The Fuck)
And You know I can't Fuck with these stank hoes
Smoke with gang and yo ass get a halo (Get A Halo)
No face, No trace , dats a case closed (Dats A Case Closed)
How you flexing dat shit, Now it's repoed (But It's Repoed)
Change my flow like they clothes, Niggas be hoes
I'm the youngest in charge feel like Drose (Feel Like Drose)
Serve a nigga, I look out the peephole
Love when she suck on dat dick, She a keeper
These niggas they fear me, sum like Jeepers Creeps
Spit that hot shit so much, I think got a fever
And she tell me she love but I don't believe her
Yea (Man Fuck Dat Bitch)
mmh
Rick Owen my Jeans, Marcella my shoes
Pelle Pelle my jacket, My jeans they tru's
Hell yea, bitch I'm pistol packing
Run up me, Bitch I'ma send yo ass to the moon
I'm in the bitch right now with MIRR and Devin
Bitch yea, I'm geeking off shrooms
I ain't hit the blunt once in dis bitch but i'm the highest in the room
I shoot my blick, I ain't run out of ammo
Like I got me a cheat code
These Nigga Red lil bitch, yea I'm Deebo
These Niggas broke, They bank account on zero
Yea, Yea,Yea
Stack my money on top just like Legos
We not beefing unless it's bout Pesos
Bad bitch come and do what I say so
In the trap and I'm counting up a bankroll
And You know I can't Fuck with these stank hoes
Smoke with gang and yo ass get a halo
No face, No trace , dats a case closed
How you flexing dat shit, Now it's repoed
Change my flow like they clothes, Niggas be hoes
I'm the youngest in charge feel like Drose
Serve a nigga, I look out the peephole
Love when she suck on dat dick, She a keeper
These niggas they fear me, sum like Jeepers Creeps
Spit that hot shit so much, I think got a fever
And she tell me she love but I don't believe her
Yea