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dontello - legendary lyrics

[verse 1: solo cj]
i beat up the pot cause it’s necessary
yo b-tch on my d-ck cause i’m legendary
this 40 round drum make his -ss scared
i dissed the b-tch and went to the fetty
i’m getting the money count up the deadly
yo girl hit my line when i get the benjis
blue hunnids what a youngin spinning

[verse 2: dontello]
yeah… hold up…
broke b-tch she takin a loss
she suckin me off, just like a boss
dropped bands on givenchy, f-cked yo b-tch now she miss me
bouta shoot up yo 50, wrong choice to f-ck wit me
you just mad cause i’m wit it, r.i.p to you b-tches

[verse 3: solo cj]
booclae on a mission, finnesin the plug out them pigeons
my diamonds they wet keep em crippin
pull up to yo city, i lay yo -ss down like you ricky
hit a l!ck then i went missing, i got them benjis
blue hunnids a thousand i’m spending
designer my shoes keep em drippin
trap out the kitchen, i did the dash in the bentley
skirt off, then i went missing
45 extended you know that i keep this b-tch wit me
shoot a f-ck n-gga from distance
these bullets gon hit ya, finnesin the plug out his midgets
beat up the pot water whip it

[verse 4: dontello]
i’m gonna whip it, do the dash up in the bentley
skirt on them hoes, and f-ck all these b-tches
cj and i get straight to the mission, do what i want
yeah f-ck yo permission

[interlude: dontello & solo cj]
aye, aye aye aye
gang gang, solo, dontello
woah, dontello, aye
solo cj on the beat, aye
aye aye, woah, aye
yeah, booclae

[verse 5: dontello]
pull up in the mazi smokin that gas
got abouta pound inside of the back, pullin up on yo -ss
now we gotta pop them caps, now gotta switch them lanes
b-tch what the f-ck is you sayin, i’m a legend b-tch
yeah i’m super saiyn, miss me wit the bullsh-t, i’m done playin
miss me wit that hoe sh-t, i’m just sayin like, (oooo)
yeah, yo b-tch hit me up if i tell her too
smoking that gas with that 32
all my people they act a fool, you better watch yo att-tude
no b-tch not f-ckin scared of you, f-ck a new b-tch yeah she 32
comin through with my 32 (yeah, aye, aye, aye)

- dontello lyrics

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