[Verse 1: Shotty Horroh]
Fuck drugs, I guess they don't work
Tattooed body, I don't need no shirt
Probably need Jesus, but I don't go church
I'm on this hotel floor tryna soul search
Pop a couple more, they won't hurt
My mind or my body, which one'll go first?
Keep your weed, I don't smoke dirt
Mine'll put you on your back like Goldberg
Yes, yes, rock 'n roll, brother
Got a face that was made for the Rolling Stone cover
Gettin' money like a coke pusher
My pockets lookin' like a skinny T-shirt on Bonecrusher
On the road like Roadrunner
Wait the food, and it look like her phone number
She saw the pucka and then asked me if I would roll for her
Want a hit of this, feels like a Stone Cold Stunner

[Hook]
Legendary
Legendary
Legendary
Legendary

[Verse 2: Shotty Horroh]
Eh
Lexapros and a coffee cup
Runnin' through the city like Forrest Gump
Tried to give her draws and a proper skunk
But she prefers the whites like Donald Trump
Wish somebody would start poppin' up
So I could put them on ice like a hockey puck
Rap god, I catch a body like Bobby Wood
You against Shotty's like Rocky boxing with Tommy Gunn
What the fuck? Everybody turned Hollywood
@ symbol, hashtag, please follow us
Snapchat filters doing what a doctor would
Instagram bitches editing their body up
Fuck 'em!
Biggest balls in the universe
Rumoured you can see my nuts using Google Earth
Rappers coming for me, I ain't too concerned
I tell the very best one of 'em "Come and do your worst"
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