Legendary Drip by IShaan the Rit God Lyrics
[Intro]
Baby got that booty, she a legendary bitch
Gary Payton in my wood, this some legendary shit
Magazine got a hunnit, that's a legendary clip
Blew a bag on my fabric, that’s a legendary drip
[Verse 1]
Ya'll niggas tried to count me out, but i'm back bitch
Lil dawg banging hammers, he Judge Mathis
Balling til’ I hit the league, it's March Madness
Blowing on some Runts and they dryer than a cactus
I bet you smell cookie on my fucking birth certificate
Air you out like flat tires, move like a vampire
Nigga them woods burning up like a camp fire
He don't like what the boss said, get that ham fired
It's so hard not to send a hater straight to Satan
Life is like a hospital, you gotta have some patience
Baby shake that ass for a God and catch a revelation
Her booty clapping like a granny at a graduation
Killed that pussy and put her coochie in a casket
I'm a throwback jersey, gave her that Hardwood Classic
Rubber band that money, I light a wood up then I ash it
Bitch my justice poetic, that chop gon sing that Janet Jackson, nigga
[Hook]
Baby got that booty, she a legendary bitch
Gary Payton in my wood, this some legendary shit
Magazine got a hunnit, that's a legendary clip
Blew a bag on my fabric, that's a legendary drip
Baby got that booty, she a legendary bitch
Gary Payton in my wood, this some legendary shit
Magazine got a hunnit, that's a legendary clip
Blew a bag on my fabric, that’s a legendary drip
[Verse 2]
I can’t believe you made kids with that rat bitch
Selling pussy on the gram, that ain't no bad bitch
Call my youngin’ Jim Carrey, he got that mask bitch
Got a check Dallas, shout out to Mavericks
Baby call me master, she a slave to my fucking wave
Quick to leave a opp barbecued, sweet baby rays
You can call me Yeezy, I done smashed a couple Kimmy K's
I'm a Buccaneer, cause I had a couple Tampa Bays (Baes)
Flight to Cali, that's them legendary trips
Bouta March to my February bitch
Like a soldier
Put a goat on the wall, like a Micheal Jordan poster
I don’t ask her, I just operate like Casper, then I ghost her
All these lames sweeter than a strudel out the toaster
Gold Bottle Team, the gold bottle record holders
Bitch my heart cold, I don't even think Alaska colder
Bitch, it's third grade, I be putting paper in a folder
[Hook]
Baby got that booty, she a legendary bitch
Gary Payton in my wood, this some legendary shit
Magazine got a hunnit, that's a legendary clip
Blew a bag on my fabric, that's a legendary drip
Baby got that booty, she a legendary bitch
Gary Payton in my wood, this some legendary shit
Magazine got a hunnit, that's a legendary clip
Blew a bag on my fabric, that's a legendary drip
Baby got that booty, she a legendary bitch
Gary Payton in my wood, this some legendary shit
Magazine got a hunnit, that's a legendary clip
Blew a bag on my fabric, that’s a legendary drip
[Verse 1]
Ya'll niggas tried to count me out, but i'm back bitch
Lil dawg banging hammers, he Judge Mathis
Balling til’ I hit the league, it's March Madness
Blowing on some Runts and they dryer than a cactus
I bet you smell cookie on my fucking birth certificate
Air you out like flat tires, move like a vampire
Nigga them woods burning up like a camp fire
He don't like what the boss said, get that ham fired
It's so hard not to send a hater straight to Satan
Life is like a hospital, you gotta have some patience
Baby shake that ass for a God and catch a revelation
Her booty clapping like a granny at a graduation
Killed that pussy and put her coochie in a casket
I'm a throwback jersey, gave her that Hardwood Classic
Rubber band that money, I light a wood up then I ash it
Bitch my justice poetic, that chop gon sing that Janet Jackson, nigga
[Hook]
Baby got that booty, she a legendary bitch
Gary Payton in my wood, this some legendary shit
Magazine got a hunnit, that's a legendary clip
Blew a bag on my fabric, that's a legendary drip
Baby got that booty, she a legendary bitch
Gary Payton in my wood, this some legendary shit
Magazine got a hunnit, that's a legendary clip
Blew a bag on my fabric, that’s a legendary drip
[Verse 2]
I can’t believe you made kids with that rat bitch
Selling pussy on the gram, that ain't no bad bitch
Call my youngin’ Jim Carrey, he got that mask bitch
Got a check Dallas, shout out to Mavericks
Baby call me master, she a slave to my fucking wave
Quick to leave a opp barbecued, sweet baby rays
You can call me Yeezy, I done smashed a couple Kimmy K's
I'm a Buccaneer, cause I had a couple Tampa Bays (Baes)
Flight to Cali, that's them legendary trips
Bouta March to my February bitch
Like a soldier
Put a goat on the wall, like a Micheal Jordan poster
I don’t ask her, I just operate like Casper, then I ghost her
All these lames sweeter than a strudel out the toaster
Gold Bottle Team, the gold bottle record holders
Bitch my heart cold, I don't even think Alaska colder
Bitch, it's third grade, I be putting paper in a folder
[Hook]
Baby got that booty, she a legendary bitch
Gary Payton in my wood, this some legendary shit
Magazine got a hunnit, that's a legendary clip
Blew a bag on my fabric, that's a legendary drip
Baby got that booty, she a legendary bitch
Gary Payton in my wood, this some legendary shit
Magazine got a hunnit, that's a legendary clip
Blew a bag on my fabric, that's a legendary drip