Legacy ft. Imdica Lyrics

I'm ready to blow ain't no stopping that

And they taking my flow like a copycat

I seen his ho' and I'm copping that

I beat it before, but I'm coming back

Now I got a chopstick like lumberjack

I'm heating up might bring the summer back

Top floor, you niggas is under that

Knock off his taco

That boy is not coming back

She told me, "ZEEM can I ask you a question?"

"Why the fuck do you always be dressing?"

I'm teaching these niggas a lesson

How I covered my Ceasar with dressing

She gave me a blessing

Switch the flow up I'm keeping em' guessing

Get the money you know that's the recipe

Gonna blow up you know that's my destiny

She can't get the best of me

Remember the words that she said to me

Lied to me heavenly

Rolling up Za' and my boys in the back

Talk down I'm getting him wacked

Pussy we know you is lack

Dexter I been in the lab

Bad bitch she sit on my lap

Yea, and she came from Atlanta

Yea, uh, fucking that bitch in a Marni bandana

Giving presents to these hos' like I'm Santa

If the gang linking up it's a banger

I got sticks and they automatic

I'm in good shape I'm counting my cabbage

In the bando' with Ricks on my feet

Like tell me who fucking with me

And I got the whole gang with me

Five star team we full of the elites

One false move we already in Vs'

Put that shit on so easy for me

I'm in love with the money and me

Bad habits taking me over again

Sometimes I really don't think I'mma win

Gotta remember who I really am

Bitch it's Imdica, nigga that's me

I been waiting but it's patiently

Put that boy on a T, for fucking with me

Nut in her mouth, she brushing her teeth

Louis V' I cut off the sleeve

Who is ZEEM?

Who they wanna be

I fucked that ho' on a beach

Said you got designer?

You stole it, it's free

In the trap and I'm toting a heat

My shooter got aim and he's going for three