B Legit

[Intro: Tee Grizzley & Skilla Baby]

Wanna fuck with me, you gotta be legit, I'm sick with it

Brodie off a E with a forty, bitch, we sick with it

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Chorus: Skilla Baby]

This a box of ’bows, not a five-dollar bag

I'm a million-dollar nigga, what's a hundred-thousand-dollar stash?

This ain’t no lil' boy money, boy, this big business

Wanna fuck with me, you gotta be legit, I'm sick with it

This that put your mask on when you scale this

Gotta have clientele if you wanna sell this

This that stack the paper up taller than a mountain

This that hire my accountant just to help me count it

[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]

This that diamond link bracelet on, bust Patek money

This that buy a new house just so I can stash the money

This the back then they didn't want me, I ain't have no money

This thе gun I blew him down with, bro gon' hide it for me

This thе type of shit get a young nigga rich

I'm a young nigga, but I don't do young nigga shit

Plain Presi, bust Patek, AP for my bitch

When we walk in a room, they know me and Tee rich

Used to wanna be rich, now I’m rich than a bitch

So much ice on my neck, look like four niggas’ kits

I ain't got nothin’, nothin' for a poor nigga bitch

I get money, if it don't make no dollars, it don't make no sense

[Chorus: Skilla Baby & Tee Grizzley]

This a box of ’bows, not a five-dollar bag

I'm a million-dollar nigga, what's a hundred-thousand-dollar stash?

This ain't no lil' boy money, boy, this big business

Just wanna fuck with me, you gotta be legit, I'm sick with it

This that put your mask on when you scale this

Gotta have clientele if you wanna sell this

This that stack the paper up taller than a mountain

This that hire my accountant just to help me count it (Oh yeah)

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]

You look stupid in the club, muggin' as my money fall on you

Fuck if you been hoopin' all your life, I still'll ball on you

Niggas icy, walkin' into Zeidman's, 'bout to pawn somethin'

Everything in this Bentley mine except for dog woman

Turntest in the city, boy, that's me and SB

And my shooter turnt, he done cooked more shit than Chef Cleaz

Tell the army send these niggas vests for they head please

Clickin' on my page the only time these niggas press me, ayy

Mansion in the hills, million-dollar deals

Nigga lit off sayin' my name, I should send his team a bill

Been them niggas since I was King Tee and bro was Skillz

And we show off for these hoes, ayy, give me change for some M's

[Chorus: Skilla Baby]

This a box of 'bows, not a five-dollar bag

I'm a million-dollar nigga, what's a hundred-thousand-dollar stash?

This ain't no lil' boy money, boy, this big business

Just wanna fuck with me, you gotta be legit, I'm sick with it

This that put your mask on when you scale this

Gotta have clientele if you wanna sell this

This that stack the paper up taller than a mountain

This that hire my accountant just to help me count it (Just to help me count it)