Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL, gold chain Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL, gold chain Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame What you're lookin' at, baby Is a motherfuckin' legend in the making For the rest of your life, I'll be there I'll be stuck in your head Like the roots of your hair, I'm the You tell me, 'cause I know that you've heard That L-E-F-T's that one MC that spit's fucking superb I'm killing them with this, I'm killing them with that I make it disappear and then I bring it back It's like I'm in the black but I'm white so I better say I'm in a blush for you, it takes two And it shouldn't take you as long as it does to pursue So brand new, as soon as you ran through I knew what I had to do, it takes two And it shouldn't take you as long as it does to pursue So brand new, as soon as you ran through I knew what I had to do It takes two or maybe only one Oh my god, what the fuck is going on? She asked me, "What have I become?" And I'm looking at her like I know this one I'm faded, daddy, I think I made it Fuck being underrated I wanna have everything they did Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL, gold chain Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL, gold chain Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame What you're lookin' at, baby Is a motherfuckin' legend in the making For the rest of your life, I'll be there I'll be stuck in your head Like the roots of your hair
