Released: January 29, 2019
Featuring: Raekwon
Songwriter: AZ Raekwon
[Intro: Raekwon]
What up?
I'ma tell you like this, yo
[Verse 1: Raekwon
Can't explain shit, vanquish kit
New aqua green Wolverine scarf with some angel shit
I'm like the newest arm with platinum, gats say take his moms
Rep a few gangstas, [?] in Yukons
Bullet jackets and hard ratchets, spiked gloves, yo
Keepin' it movin' daddy, drivin' a sax fifth
New 700s, blunts get pulverized
Stomach, bust it open, see mad flies, then sling it
Cocaine my middle name, fiendin'
Bake a Purple Tape faster than Hoodini
The drought is goin' flood the houses on
Hurricane'll blow, just crash your dome
I'm like Leon, one touch, Jamaican in the [?]
Gettin' money or Franklins, chillin' with Keon
Chef, we gon' need you to bring the ring home
And now that we on, can't nobody interfere, begone
Yo, don't fuck around and get your head washed
You could get led sauced, bullets in your face then [?] on
Yo, bra, this is what I'm workin' for
To lifeline bitches, then the mother fuckin' work is up
Speed past the new body, the gotti that we had
One for the head then drove off in a ski mask
Fly brilliant guns is wise to skill with
Die to make a few pesos, try the real shit
[Verse 2: AZ]
All hail the emperor, rooms the peninsula
Fruits and fluids consumed at room temperature
Max is miniature, fish nug in a stash
No love, a nigga sinister
Send a slug through your calf
Pizazz, to try to absorb but they can't possess
Swag since the sheepdog era, still in the stance
Grank's, Benji's, Frank's, all the above
A lamp with my jewelry drapin' up in the tub
Love, just like the Pope in Rome
Verbal intercourse, relax, open your dome
Melon tone, pop off, felony prone
Why worry, eyes blurry, Burberry cologne
[?] Leon
Live from N-Y-C without a strip, nigga spit
Tryna improv me
Let it be, I'm beyond all thoughts conceived
I'm a G, got comrades across the seas
Out in Belize with this broad, she's a beast, for real
Niggas'll [?] to your door, to keep me chill
Behind the wheel, a futuristic Ron O'Neil
Superstitious linguistics shows convo skills
Moves is mystic
Maintain, stamina up
Coupe compatible, but still this shit slam in the truck
Just turn it up, mother fucker
What up?
I'ma tell you like this, yo
[Verse 1: Raekwon
Can't explain shit, vanquish kit
New aqua green Wolverine scarf with some angel shit
I'm like the newest arm with platinum, gats say take his moms
Rep a few gangstas, [?] in Yukons
Bullet jackets and hard ratchets, spiked gloves, yo
Keepin' it movin' daddy, drivin' a sax fifth
New 700s, blunts get pulverized
Stomach, bust it open, see mad flies, then sling it
Cocaine my middle name, fiendin'
Bake a Purple Tape faster than Hoodini
The drought is goin' flood the houses on
Hurricane'll blow, just crash your dome
I'm like Leon, one touch, Jamaican in the [?]
Gettin' money or Franklins, chillin' with Keon
Chef, we gon' need you to bring the ring home
And now that we on, can't nobody interfere, begone
Yo, don't fuck around and get your head washed
You could get led sauced, bullets in your face then [?] on
Yo, bra, this is what I'm workin' for
To lifeline bitches, then the mother fuckin' work is up
Speed past the new body, the gotti that we had
One for the head then drove off in a ski mask
Fly brilliant guns is wise to skill with
Die to make a few pesos, try the real shit
[Verse 2: AZ]
All hail the emperor, rooms the peninsula
Fruits and fluids consumed at room temperature
Max is miniature, fish nug in a stash
No love, a nigga sinister
Send a slug through your calf
Pizazz, to try to absorb but they can't possess
Swag since the sheepdog era, still in the stance
Grank's, Benji's, Frank's, all the above
A lamp with my jewelry drapin' up in the tub
Love, just like the Pope in Rome
Verbal intercourse, relax, open your dome
Melon tone, pop off, felony prone
Why worry, eyes blurry, Burberry cologne
[?] Leon
Live from N-Y-C without a strip, nigga spit
Tryna improv me
Let it be, I'm beyond all thoughts conceived
I'm a G, got comrades across the seas
Out in Belize with this broad, she's a beast, for real
Niggas'll [?] to your door, to keep me chill
Behind the wheel, a futuristic Ron O'Neil
Superstitious linguistics shows convo skills
Moves is mystic
Maintain, stamina up
Coupe compatible, but still this shit slam in the truck
Just turn it up, mother fucker
more tracks from the album
From the album
- Legacy (Mixtape) (2019)
AZ popular songs
- Mo’ Money, Mo’ Murder, Mo’ Homicide
- The Format
- The Come Up
- Gimme Yours
- How Ya Livin’
- The Essence
- Time
- Hey AZ
- The Essence (Grammy Remix)
- New York
- Affirmative Action II
- Doe or Die (Remix)
- Games
- Last Dayz
- Whatever Happened (The Birth)
- Everything is Everything (Remix)
- Serious
- The Season
- I Excel
- DJ Doo Wop Freestyle
- DJ Absolut Freestyle
- Save Them
- Intro (Doe or Die)
- Blood Missile