[Chorus: Lorde Fredd33]
Got legs like a horse
Shorty fly like Pegasus
Might as well call her Legasus
You are lookin’ at my legacy

[Verse 1: Lorde Fredd33]
She flyin’ down south
I’m ridin up north, or whatever
She gone blow me off, (tryna throw me off)
Imma stay the course, or whatever
Pick a pretty pea
Hit a lykke li
Been tied up
Ever since Tennessee
Don't say shit
Move wrong, n***a you’s a goner
Fuck 'round find ya ass in Arizona
Break a n***a half-n-half where's Mona
Gotta boner and not a lot of time so I ain't tryna get to know ya
Up like Folgers, A line, and a damn fine blowy
Not kiddin’ like I’m Joseph Coney
I don’t play the fake shit
Ain't no nice to know me
Azzie fuck ‘round learn how to skin a man
Tough guys never prosper, but get it in
Make a mile out ya inch, get you pinched
White gals on me like I’m Pete Wentz
Loyalty a big L get you sent
Off with a lost cause in purgatory
Nah this ain’t american horror story
[Break: Lorde Fredd33]
I can’t believe it's not butter
Two crows is fuckin’ each other
‘tray me I’m slayin’ ya brother

[Verse 2: Lorde Fredd33]
I remember dat dusty ass basement
Coming from the land of the braves gettin slayed, it’s amazing
Trippin’? Catch you slippin at the Days Inn
Building like masons
If you want that success, gotta make it
PTSD I can’t shake it
I remember staying in the burbs
Ducking every time I heard a nail gun, no bullshit
Prolly gettin topped in the back by daughter of a n***a in the pulpit
N***a I ain’t got no friends
All mines rollin ‘til the end
Goin get tough, knuckle up
Click clack make a pig head bust
Gotta be pragmatic when you goin’ through the static
This is where we at
Who gives a fuck ‘bout where we had it
Or you can live the rest of ya life under the pussy mattress

[Chorus: Lorde Fredd33]