Never Legit lyrics

by

Quavo


[Intro]
(Fluss)
My diamonds, they seasick
Only let Water By G make you sick, sick
Glock with a thirty, extension called di*k, di*k
Located our opp, and made his ass peel quick
Bottom and top, I let Johnny freeze it
We aim for the top, my youngin gon' breeze it
Y'all shrimp, shrimp, poppin' your sh*t like a blimp, blimp
It's smoke, we rollin' up blunts, no skimp, skimp (Shut the f*ck up)

[Chorus]
None of my guns is legit, 'git
We ready to hit with a drum on the stick, stick
I came in this b*tch with deuce-deuce in some tight sh*t
I don't care 'bout no b*tch, I pass her like Mike Vick
These VVS frozen, cold like an icepick
Got my sh*t on when I jump in the moshpit
You reach, that's your life, we ready to hit hit
Lil' b*tch, go to bed, your mama don't miss, miss
I don't want that head, that mouth full of sick di*k
Off-White on the opps, yeah, yeah, yeah, on some drip sh*t
Pint in a two liter, I'm on some rich sh*t
Arrive in LA, then I f*ck on a rich b*tch
We usin' Kel-Tecs when we shoot off the kill list
Catch him, ride out, real n*gga where Bill is
Lil Haiti with Haitians, I kick on some chill sh*t
The 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, I ain't simple
I'm stocked with Glocks, extensions, ammunition
Straight drop, on Conley, in the kitchen whippin'
She mop, in the Bentley without a ceiling
Go up, NASA, I blast off on these b*tches
Shut up, popped a Perc' and watch me hit it (HoodBaby)
Youngins with me, they pop for my name, that's six-six-six
Y'all ain't no shooters, your whole gang hit bricks, bricks
f*ck your big homie, yeah, f*ck him, he b*tch, b*tch
Belong in commercials, y'all advertise big licks
Infiltrate they whole spot by some jit jits
Yeah, I send a hit, hit, on that face in the ground sh*t
Hop in somethin' sick sick, engine real loud, sh*t
Bringin' that slime sh*t

[Chorus]
None of my guns is legit, 'git
We ready to hit with a drum on the stick, stick
I came in this b*tch with deuce-deuce in some tight sh*t
I don't care 'bout no b*tch, I pass her like Mike Vick
These VVS frozen, cold like an icepick
Got my sh*t on when I jump in the moshpit
You reach, that's your life, we ready to hit hit
Lil' b*tch, go to bed, your mama don't miss, miss
I don't want that head, that mouth full of sick di*k
Off-White on the opps, yeah, yeah, yeah, on some drip sh*t
Pint in a two liter, I'm on some rich sh*t
Arrive in LA, then I f*ck on a rich b*tch
We usin' Kel-Tecs when we shoot off the kill list
Catch him, ride out, real n*gga where Bill is
Lil Haiti with Haitians, I kick on some chill sh*t
The Perc' got me trippin'
Walk in Barneys and I bought out the venue
[Verse 2]
Pillow talkin' to a b*tch, what the deal is?
Cash out on my b*tch, she know what the real is
Real HoodBaby, and they better just deal with it
King HoodBaby, I give 'em doses like Penny
I'ma walk through side, b*tch, we got drugs like some children
2019 low-key Honda like Civic
If I'm ridin' in the block, finna get it
The way I burn up, lot of feds wanna hear it
My diamonds, they seasick
Only let Water By G make you sick, sick
Glock with a thirty, extension called di*k, di*k
Located our opp, and made his ass peel quick
Bottom and top, I let Johnny freeze it
We aim for the top, my youngin gon' breeze it
Y'all shrimp, shrimp, poppin' your sh*t like a blimp, blimp
It's smoke, we rollin' up blunts, no skimp, skimp

[Chorus]
None of my guns is legit, 'git
We ready to hit with a drum on the stick, stick
I came in this b*tch with deuce-deuce in some tight sh*t
I don't care 'bout no b*tch, I pass her like Mike Vick
These VVS frozen, cold like an icepick
Got my sh*t on when I jump in the moshpit
You reach, that's your life, we ready to hit hit
Lil' b*tch, go to bed, your mama don't miss, miss
I don't want that head, that mouth full of sick di*k
Off-White on the opps, yeah, yeah, yeah, on some drip sh*t
Pint in a two liter, I'm on some rich sh*t
Arrive in LA, then I f*ck on a rich b*tch
We usin' Kel-Tecs when we shoot off the kill list
Catch him, ride out, real n*gga where Bill is
Lil Haiti with Haitians, I kick on some chill sh*t
The Perc' got me trippin'
Walk in Barneys and I bought out the venue
[Outro]
Youngins with me, they pop for my name, that's six-six-six
Y'all ain't no shooters, your whole gang hit bricks, bricks
f*ck your big homie, yeah, f*ck him, he b*tch, b*tch
Belong in commercials, y'all advertise big licks
Infiltrate they whole spot by some jit jits
Yeah, I send a hit, hit, on that face in the ground sh*t
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