Robb Bank$ - Broward County Legend lyrics
rate me[Intro:]
Ya niggas be thanking niggas twist
Sweeten these streets
Y’all get it! Was really good
Y’all niggas get me how you say you get me
Ya nigga really drop it
And ya niggas think the city came tonight
You’re trying to get rich out here, nigga!
You got money and all
You’re trying to get money
You’re trying to get money
Keep your motherfucker mouth shut
My own motherfucker business
Start adding, niggas!
If you wanna add a nigga
Smack a nigga when you see him!
Uh, Chris Brown drag niggas.. a round, bottle of promotions
Got your man on call, bitch, two phone Shawty!
Send it straight to the point, messengers, I ain’t finessing
Your bitch with pussy ass and mojis
Real country boy, I never rode the subway
But my…your bitch way’s bad like she’s bossing about subway
SS niggas, we’re Nazis! Shit! Boy, we got names for your hoe!
She took one look, and Louis had money
So how you gonna say that the bank gonna tear it?
Just started from the bottom, you’re still ass niggas
Same coats, everyday carton, young nigga
I made shit moving like you’re mad,
Cause the daddy new job over made you change schools, my nigga!
Young boy looking fendy! Shit!
Twenty thirteen goes the way it dresses
So if you’re really being a trap house, the one we can’t address it
I don’t write… with an employee
I don’t need a Mercedes keys and a lot of receipt
I’ve been through this kitchen, boy,
But I ain’t never smelled pot,
Need to get your mind right, bitch!
I see your bitch and all her friends
Standing by the entrance, always in the VIP.
Shit! Check a …trying to get attached to her silhouette
Got a new bitch!
Well you’re guessing where your girlfriend
Let me guess! you’re wrestling with your emotions
And I’m pushing you over the edges
It’s paying with your head my nigga!
I pull up that slut chair, but you and me is different pedigrees
And I gotta spare like
Hook:
I fucked your bitch with no rubber
That shit was legendary!
I cried to see that… what a legendary
I’m the realest, honest, the realest boy, I’m legendary
And that … had to feel moan, that shit legendary!
OK, bitch!
Bitch, I’m legendary, legendary, legendary
I’m a broad kind of legend
Legendary, legendary, legendary
Broad kind of legend
Legendary, legendary, legendary
Broad kind of legend
Legendary, legendary, legendary
Broad kind of activist
Sipping on mechanism
Bitch!
I’ve seen a lot of snakes
Lot of split tongues … so I landscape.
Cut off them hoes and I slide the skin on the Gucci…
.. that’s dishonor!
And all the fuck niggas claim to go kill me, it’s dishonor
All the niggas fake
And these hoe kill the ones that you love
Swear to God, I ripped to my home boy G!
I give a fuck what you did!
Y’all know what I did, but I know you probably figure
Me and… here, nigga!
… I hear nigga shit!
Steady the hands, I pull your perfect legs up, foe
And me is stylo bad broads
Fuck, you know, oh!
On the flow, neighborhood
Superstar, but they still say that a nigga on the coma
Fuck nigga in the crowd while I’m on stage
I guarantee that a nigga ain’t gonna go come up
Your man flew down FL… to get the pay
For who she rub a dime when I click for
So you already know what it is, bro
And she get tired to stand and to sit on my lap in the dark
You already know what’s gonna come up
A nigga trying to fuck!
I watch my niggas hit the weed
And I wonder how the time passed us
But let me ask you, how you gonna tie my life
When you can’t live…
Hook:
I fucked your bitch with no rubber
That shit was legendary!
I cried to see that… what a legendary
I’m the realest, honest, the realest boy, I’m legendary
And that … had to feel moan, that shit legendary!
OK, bitch!
Bitch, I’m legendary, legendary, legendary
I’m a broad kind of legend
Legendary, legendary, legendary
Broad kind of legend
Legendary, legendary, legendary
Broad kind of legend
Legendary, legendary, legendary
Broad kind of activist
Sipping on mechanism
Bitch!
