"I Am Legend" lyrics

"I Am Legend"

Haha
Yeah
It's Lil B
Freestyle on me

Yes, I'm Based God, Based Lord, ask him
Ask her, I'm on these niggas' bitches like a bastard
Yes, bitch, twampsacks, I'm blowing grapes, a hundred million
If they don't give up that cash, I'ma ride they ass like I ride my bitch
What I drink, Courvoisier, I'm off them drinks, my mind is gone
My mind is up, I love my life, but bitch I gotta come back strong
Stronger than my big ass dick, I bust that bitch, bring her ass to Mars
I'm in the sky like Pastor Troy, oh my God, wanna fuck a star, yeah

Yeah, yeah
I told you, man, brrradangdang
I mean anything in my motherfucking path, feel my wrath, you feel me?
Haha, step back

Waterfront bitch, ask my nigga Young Charles
Ask my nigga D-Rail, ask my nigga Young Mob
B-Town boy, I ain't doing what they saying
Bitch, I'm doing what I want, put that bitch up on display
Then my brother play that bitch, point that shit, point it out, my eyes is looking like a ahh
I'm so high, I'm so fly, I'm so based
I'm so rich, I'm so fine that I call myself a pretty bitch

Yeah, I told you niggas, man, yeah
It's Lil B, (yes), for Lil Boss
Uhuh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm here to floss, nigga
Yeah, uh-huh

Mami me, oh Mami, fold that chick like origami
Then I had her in 3D like that girl was ultraviolet
Put my mind on autopilot, Based freestyling off the Richter
I'm so hot, but I'm so cold, brrring bang and I hit her
Oh my God, she sucked my dick, she sucked my dick
Oh my God, she sucked my dick, yeah
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, good joke, funny bitch
I'm strung out up off this rap, it's like I need to get my fix
Like Scarface, hola mota coca, Robot smoker like Macola
Bay Area hyphy soldier on one bitch like it's Angola
Behind bars, I stole them cars, I robbed them boys, I robbed them bars
I'm plexiglass, don't move too fast, don't X me out, I'll beat that ass
Yes, sir, beat that ass, go my boy like Plies and Troy
I'm a real boy like Pinocchio, like Richmond boys, like Oakland boys
I fuck the cops, I hate the cops
Yeah, I said fuck the cops, I hate them cops, I run this shit for Berkeley, boy
Yeah, I run this shit for Berkeley, boy
B-Town boy, hundred thousand Mob, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah

It's your boy Lil B, man, uh-huh
And I mean, I told all you niggas, man, I'm ready for the grind
Hundred thousand all the time, bitch
Like I said before, Based World, hundred thousand Mob
Based Mob
All that shit all around in the middle
Y'all niggas ain't ready for the Based God
I tell you like that, man, It's a big takeover (Yes)

Yeah, I said take over the bitch the point the bitch, bruh
Hit, uh, sin, sir, sensei, yes, sir, like a switchblade
I come through, and I will cut that shit like run through, you cannot cut me, bitch
I will catch you faster in line than a motherfucking pastor in line
Oh no, you and I get your clothes
Oh my God, you and I get your products
Yes, sir, I run this shit like a boy, then pop it
And I came through, and I snuck up
And I came through, and I fucked up
But I won't fuck up 'cause I will not fuck any bitches but yo-
Oh, no, hahahaha
Based freestyle, oh no

I think I'm cute, I know I'm sexy
I've got the look that drives the girls wild
I've got the moves that really move 'em-