Текст песни Leg Day - Fauva Gahd

Leg day I
Put the leg in legendary
I make history out of you niggas
It ain't February
I know all about
Marcus and Malcolm and Martin
And Shirley
Hold up

I know all about
Kitchens and Chickens
And Turkeys and Birdies
And my mama had told me
To make sure she's more
Than just pretty
I got uncles that told me
You ain't on time if you
Ain't early
At the table with Cuzzo
Pass me the Ruger
Load the thirty
As a younin they
Used to ask Skippa
How you gonna carry
And my daddy had told me
Stand at the stove and whip
The curry
I keep telling you son
You ain't gonna get there in
A hurry but I'm proud of you
Son you stand on business
Till it's buried
I'll give you two things I never
Am nigga
Worried or scary
I put faith over fear
I grab the bench and bag the
Slurry New Extension the
Mafia so it's still shout out
To Swurry Two Star

If I told you how I feel
I wouldn't have to lie
I just do it how I do it baby
I don't have to try
Give me free gas
Free clothes that I don't have to
But cause when you know
What you know it ain't no
Asking why

Bitch I'm chosen like a
Motherfucker
Tap on your screen like this
Bitch frozen like a motherfucker
Ain't got no patience bitch I'm
Loading like a motherfucker

Imma fuck the beat up
No rhythm
G O A T
No kidding
Niggas treat shoes
Like new victims
Soon as they come out
Go get em
I ain't with the diddy bopping
On a mission to get my whole
City popping
I don't think that nobody can
Really stop him
When they hear me
You know they gonna get to
Choppin
Back then like days at the
G O G O
I used to get stamped at the
G O G O
Nigga I ain't lying
My rising Leo
Still Scorpio gang
Aye shoutout to Theo
I used to take Twan uptown
To see his P O
I remember CARTER had to
Piss for them peoples
Couldn't smoke no gas
Couldn't hit no pressure
Damn
Man that shit will stress ya
Like you in the front row
At a lecture high as shit
In front of your professor
Left your homework on the
Dresser pocket full of work
For the testers
When that stock rise from the
Extras we need Tesla
For investors
Yeah
It's bout money
I do t know why they look at me
Funny
Bout a bag I ain't trying to be
Bummy
We gonna trap through the rain
Till it's sunny
Yeah I got the bars
Kevo got the beats
This shit go hard fire for the
Streets play it your car riding
While you chief
Play it with you broad
Before you bout to beat

Leg day I put the leg in
Legendary