[Intro: Legend(Tom Hardy)]

[Verse 1: Kwon Baker]

Watch out for them serpents

They want my soul for purchase

But that does not make me nervous

'Cause I know it's worthless

Near the beach, on excursions

Ya woman ain't no virgin

Around you she's kids bop version

Though with me, she gets explicit

Was the girl ya missus?

I mean, it was not convincing

The way she said "Let's get it."

Nintendo with the game, boy, up we had to switch it

See, I've been through some things, boy, so over stand I'm livid

Got it?

It's back and forth to the bank, to make deposits

Got it?

Back and forth to the basement, filled with bodies

I be wildin'

Black youngster gettin' to it b-bitch like I-I be with Gotti

See I got dreams of being the master of Maserati

Whip it

Parkin' lot pimpin' is vicious

For ya sake

Watch ya missus as well as mistress and bitches (Uh Uh Ay)

I can tell Kazuri got them pissed off and shitty

While he bop just like Diddy, played by Dave Chappelle

I mean who fuckin' with me?

(Ha) Really nobody

Ya bitch give me hella head, call her Bevo Laddy

919, nigga that's the fuckin' family

If you try we, we'll make you fold like origami

Frank Castle, vigilante

Rocks in my brandy

The flow got her out her panties, let me quit this rhyme scheme

I'm not a fan repitition

You are a fan of guys that tend to dress up like some bitches

That shit is Larbage, look

[Hook: Legend(Tom Hardy)]

[Verse 2: Kwon Baker]

Levram Boulevard (Ay)

Niggas really out here believing they are some gods (Ay)

Enthusiastic being the bastard pullin' they card (Ay)

I'll end you at the expense of my family living large (Ay)

If you don't want to lose it all, don't get me involved (Ay)

I got some guys on call, don't mind breaking laws (Ay)

We can run the kennel, if your'e really talking paws (Ay)

'Cause it's been a minute since I cracked a nigga jaw (Yeah)

But I try not to be violent

See I can get out of whack

But Kwon Baker's on the track, abating everything that's wack (Ay)

They don't care for your opinion, you speak no facts (Ay)

Carl Lucas, laughing obnoxiously at weak attacks (Ay)

To adapt (Ay) bitch, boy, you got to learn

C-O-D when it's me, that's just a kill confirmed

See my demeanor's laid, just like ya sisters perm

Though I done seen some shit, that'd make ya stomach churn

Get sick with it

So seph with it

This shit wicked

Levram shit it and just get it

We on a mission

It's so twisted

It's prolific

It's terrific

It's horrific

There's whores coming, pay no attention (Yeah)

I don't really ask for much

Just a family that is clutch and stack my chips, I'm talking Utz

Sirens in my messages, like, "Kwon, what is good with us?"

"Please fall up in this pussy, boy I heard that yous a klutz" (Ooo)