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klass murda – legendary lyrics

[intro: klass murda]
i been outside a long time
heavy, i done been outside (jester made this)
we the reason y’all n+ggas started goin’ out west
we started that sh+t, n+gga, legendary

[pre+chorus: klass murda]
she say that she don’t f+ck the first night (the first night)
i’m like “what’s the hold up?” (huh)
she wan’ have my baby, christian dior stroller (uh)
prada on my body (body), i won’t zip my coat up (facts)
’cause she gon’ see these diamonds, and i’m gon’ bend her over (ah)

[chorus: klass murda]
n+gga, i’m legendary (woo)
you get it, the kids get it, these bullets hereditary (baw)
b+tch i’m the one, b+tch i’m the one, and no, i ain’t secondary (woo, uh)
n+gga, i’m legendary, my gang legendary

[verse 1: klass murda]
i put a drum in the automatic (grrt+baw)
i done sent so many packs through usps when i go out west, that i named my daughter “callie”
n+gga, what’s rockin’? (n+gga, what’s rockin’?)
you know i’m ape, let’s get it started
one on one, i f+ck with my hats like mr. [?]
what you gon’ do if spotify don’t sell your record (what?)
i’m gon’ open up a spotify, don’t sell no records (trap)
gotta keep it, they say “rappers is a target” (my word)
i felt safer in that trap, used to buy vacuum seal from target (trap, facts)
i do this sh+t for the family (family), don’t give a f+ck ’bout a grammy (facts)
next week, got an appointment at chromeheart, ’bout to fly to miami (i’m gone)
i got a bag to blow up, my b+tch, she do dior, she don’t do fashionova (facts)
still draggin’ my knuckles and stompin’ my feet until they free casanova
free the a team, n+gga
[pre+chorus: klass murda]
she say that she don’t f+ck the first night (the first night)
i’m like “what’s the hold up?” (huh)
she wan’ have my baby, christian dior stroller (uh)
prada on my body (body), i won’t zip my coat up (facts)
’cause she gon’ see these diamonds, and i’m gon’ bend her over (ah)

[chorus: klass murda]
n+gga, i’m legendary (woo)
you get it, the kids get it, these bullets hereditary (baw)
b+tch i’m the one, b+tch i’m the one, and no, i ain’t secondary
n+gga, i’m legendary, my gang legendary

[verse 2: pooh shiesty]
blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, big blrrd
free the members, yeah, yeah (with them steppers, with them hitters)
big shiesty been legendary, n+ggas be actors, tyler perry (you act like tyler perry)
k!ller fashion, sh+t get scary, wack a opp dripped in burberry (wack a opp)
i’m in the hood, i see [?] come back ’til i’m buried
these n+ggas with me, shoot like athlete (athlete), and never put on no jersey
my new york b+tch be on different time, love when she say “you heard me”
switch the out the bimmer for the benzo’, how i like ’em short and curvy
walk him down, see his last breath and keep on hand, boy, don’t get nervous
caught out of bounds, he gettin’ a whole clip (whole clip), we knocked him out his server (gone)
sge all black and skis, just the other day, we be purgin’
srt beat up the street (street), get out of the way, it ain’t no murder (nope)
been through rags way before [?] spent [?] nights in the trap, i’m servin’
the whole time, n+ggas be twelve and competition ’cause they workin’
blrrd, blrrd, blrrd (blrrd)
big blrrd, blrrd
[outro: klass murda]
n+gga, i’m legendary, my gang legendary

- klass murda lyrics

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