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Deon Nevasleep - Too Legit Lyrics



Deon Nevasleep - Too Legit Lyrics




Kodak black I got tunnel vision
Shorty throw that ass in a circle
These jewels around my body shining
Bling
These haters hate
They know I do my thing

I can't help but say
You ni**as in the way
I mean this shtt that I'm creating
Make the best just look ok
I mean ok
Hey
Let me remain humble wait
Remember when I ain't have nothing
F**k you mother f**kers yea
Yea
B**ch you heard
Sippin' syrup
Riding wit' my woe
Pull up hop out walk in wit my pole
Actin fishy whoah
You might wanna chill
This ain't want you want
Think I wont I will
When I shoot my shot
Man I shoot to kill

Throwing 10's 20's 50's
Breakin' 100's down to singles
Make it rain while she stripping on the pole
Girl get it
I got so many bands walked in with a bag to hold the cash
I got so many bands walked in with a bag to hold the cash

V.I.P. 20 bottles
Yea that's me section poppin
She popped a E went full throttle
Gave her that D her name was kay
Had a friend her name was kiki
Kiki say she go both ways
I tell kiki eat kay pussy
While I'm holding both her legs up
This shit nuts
This shit bump
Tell Dj enuff spin this once
Dj self ma guy wassup'
Dj envy turn me up
(FLEX)
Run that check up what I do best
Headshots when I let the led pop
Dont need your vest
I'm in beastmode like marshawn lynch
Me against these lames cats it ain't no contest
Tryna' get a million dollars where my mind set
I grind til' my spine sweat
Running up a check, check, check

Too legit to quit
Shorty to thick in the hips
She keep tugging on my belt
Steady giving me these hints
I got options but she bad
Young ni**a poppin having cash
Hop in a real expensive car
With 2 hundred on the dash
Skrrr

Catch me speedin thru' my city
Windows down bumping Biggie
All eyes on me like I'm Pac
I got all these bands on me finna' pull up to the spot
Came with some shooters
Hope nobody get shot

High as planet pluto
Pu**y on my mind
Presi's in my pocket
I don't see these f**k ni**as I'm blind
Shorty fine like a ticket
If I want her I'ma get her
If money talk bruh' then ya' pockets on cricket
Look listen when I speak
N.S.E. that's the team
H-n-R logos in the photos posing with ya freak
B.I.T.E
B**ch I'm tryna' eat
2 plates from Philippe
Only taking time off
When I take off the patek
I don't Neva Sleep
All day all night I'm up
These rap groupies faint if I give the slightest touch
Go get the money secure the bag
That just is a must
Money be lookin like gang signs when I throw it up

Too legit to quit
Shorty to thick in the hips
She keep tugging on my belt
Steady giving me these hints
I got options but she bad
Young ni**a poppin having cash
Hop in a real expensive car
With 2 hundred on the dash
Skrrr

Catch me speedin thru' my city
Windows down bumping Biggie
All eyes on me like I'm Pac
I got all these bands on me finna' pull up to the spot
Came with some shooters
Hope nobody get shot

I be throwing 10's 20's 50's
Breakin' 100's down to singles
Make it rain while she stripping on the pole
Girl get it
I got so many bands walked in with a bag to hold the cash
I got so many bands walked in with a bag to hold the cash
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Kodak black I got tunnel vision
Shorty throw that ass in a circle
These jewels around my body shining
Bling
These haters hate
They know I do my thing

I can't help but say
You ni**as in the way
I mean this shtt that I'm creating
Make the best just look ok
I mean ok
Hey
Let me remain humble wait
Remember when I ain't have nothing
F**k you mother f**kers yea
Yea
B**ch you heard
Sippin' syrup
Riding wit' my woe
Pull up hop out walk in wit my pole
Actin fishy whoah
You might wanna chill
This ain't want you want
Think I wont I will
When I shoot my shot
Man I shoot to kill

Throwing 10's 20's 50's
Breakin' 100's down to singles
Make it rain while she stripping on the pole
Girl get it
I got so many bands walked in with a bag to hold the cash
I got so many bands walked in with a bag to hold the cash

V.I.P. 20 bottles
Yea that's me section poppin
She popped a E went full throttle
Gave her that D her name was kay
Had a friend her name was kiki
Kiki say she go both ways
I tell kiki eat kay pussy
While I'm holding both her legs up
This shit nuts
This shit bump
Tell Dj enuff spin this once
Dj self ma guy wassup'
Dj envy turn me up
(FLEX)
Run that check up what I do best
Headshots when I let the led pop
Dont need your vest
I'm in beastmode like marshawn lynch
Me against these lames cats it ain't no contest
Tryna' get a million dollars where my mind set
I grind til' my spine sweat
Running up a check, check, check

Too legit to quit
Shorty to thick in the hips
She keep tugging on my belt
Steady giving me these hints
I got options but she bad
Young ni**a poppin having cash
Hop in a real expensive car
With 2 hundred on the dash
Skrrr

Catch me speedin thru' my city
Windows down bumping Biggie
All eyes on me like I'm Pac
I got all these bands on me finna' pull up to the spot
Came with some shooters
Hope nobody get shot

High as planet pluto
Pu**y on my mind
Presi's in my pocket
I don't see these f**k ni**as I'm blind
Shorty fine like a ticket
If I want her I'ma get her
If money talk bruh' then ya' pockets on cricket
Look listen when I speak
N.S.E. that's the team
H-n-R logos in the photos posing with ya freak
B.I.T.E
B**ch I'm tryna' eat
2 plates from Philippe
Only taking time off
When I take off the patek
I don't Neva Sleep
All day all night I'm up
These rap groupies faint if I give the slightest touch
Go get the money secure the bag
That just is a must
Money be lookin like gang signs when I throw it up

Too legit to quit
Shorty to thick in the hips
She keep tugging on my belt
Steady giving me these hints
I got options but she bad
Young ni**a poppin having cash
Hop in a real expensive car
With 2 hundred on the dash
Skrrr

Catch me speedin thru' my city
Windows down bumping Biggie
All eyes on me like I'm Pac
I got all these bands on me finna' pull up to the spot
Came with some shooters
Hope nobody get shot

I be throwing 10's 20's 50's
Breakin' 100's down to singles
Make it rain while she stripping on the pole
Girl get it
I got so many bands walked in with a bag to hold the cash
I got so many bands walked in with a bag to hold the cash
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Writer: Deon Townsend
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Performed By: Deon Nevasleep
Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: Deon Townsend

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