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letra de legendary / lane changing - babytron

legendary / lane changing lyrics
part i: legendary

[verse]
free ri’, what brodie did, that sh-t was legendary
poured an eight in january, i was sleep ’til february
pretty b-tch, she look too nice, but the head was scary
three-five after three-five like it’s necessary
huh, you a rookie, this the last level
going two hunnid, i’m in here standing on the gas pedal
seven thousand on the verse and i’ll make the track special (no cap, no cap)
this a lamborghini urus, f-ck that ‘rt
riding ’round with that big load, i need a rv
finna charge up like bardock, i’m off a rp
you ain’t got no pape’, boy, you shouldn’t start beef
go and check his heartbeat (sh-t)
so much paper in thеse ksubi jeans, you’d think i printed it (f-ck)
why hе tryna have a money fight? this sh-t unlimited (brr)
full court shot, i’m hitting it, the range limitless
would’ve thought that unky cooking sugar with the cinnamon (whew, whew)
good goose coat, check the feathers, you ain’t fly as me
turtle pie, unreleased strain, you ain’t high as me
you be in the jungle hiding out, i’m where lions be
turn him to a call of duty crawler if he tryna flee
online, everything i see, that sh-t kinda free
spent your whole lil’ life savings on this diamond link
sbdsm, we the sh-t, ain’t no y in team
spent so much on these d-mn kicks, think i’m buying feet
[outro]
huh, sh-ttyboyz

part ii: lane changing

[verse]
four of quagen finna quench my thirst
chop futuristic, we’ll knock him out the metaverse
unky finna make the dog fight, he gotta pet it first
called him mordecai ’cause everything he doing regular
off a three-five of sp-cex, i done left the earth
caught him at the red light like, “show me how that pedal work”
mr. go two hunnid, i done f-cked around and wrecked the ‘vert
keep the gadget on my waist like a spy kid
all i see is money trees when i show my eyelids (whew)
on the dark web, finna place a high bid
brodie future bright, pull up on him, now the light dim (pow, pow)
finna turn the party up, i got the pipe in (yeah)
two hands with the (sh-t), this b-tch trifling
talking ’bout punching, then you ain’t got the right bin
i can unloosen the knot, you ain’t tied in (nah)
put a band on his head like he mike bibby (sh-t)
or twenty-five hunnid, sh-t, that’s only five giffies
why they tron fans now? they didn’t like jimmy (at all)
akhi finna pick you off, you pick a fight with me
i can’t send a b-tch down the way if she drive iffy
going everywhere, flight-catching, b-tch, i’m globetrotting
thirty-three percent thc, this sh-t so toxic
you in the mall, empty pockets, can’t do no shopping
pretty lil’ b-tch, hair done, and her toes polished
you need to give the game up, you like joe johnson
cous’ in the kitchen ’til the solar and the coke lock it
i’m sick, wave-riders out here boat-hopping
ten songs a day, sh-t, i’m robotic

- babytron

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