Legends In The Room

[Verse]
I don't wanna hear about no P 'less you mentionin' me
I don't know what they mean when they say they pushin' P
Punk? Pussy? Popstar? Peewee?
Popcorn player? Pipsqueak? Porno pink?
Trickin'-ass niggas spendin' racks on bags and teeth
If you had a change of heart, acknowledge the west at least
Home of the game, home of the blade
In that bitch ear, kickin' more shit than Johnny Cage
I was breakin' hoes before EMPIRE got me paid
Salute a real nigga when you see one
Home of the 8, I had prostitutes on Backpage
You was robbin' nerds, I was out here robbin' renegades
You be gettin' bitches flewed out, you like hoes with clout
I send the bitch, you eat her out, you got a nasty mouth
Left coast to right coast, I been pimpin' in the south
Had that bitch do some push-ups, have her workin' out
Love Gunna, I love Future, love Thug
This ain't about y'all, this 'bout them niggas underneath the covers
Them simpin'-ass niggas tryna backdoor they own brothers
Payin' for the half hour, fuckin' thots with no rubber
I'm the real sixteen, what the fuck do you mean?
Let's speak facts, ain't nobody pushin' P except me
We could settle this with class or get on some G shit
Whip that Draco out and eat him like a deep dish
If you gotta pay to lay, then you on some T shit
Abracadabra-ass nigga, spend a bag, make me rich
I ain't never sold crack, I ain't never sold pounds
Gun 'em down, down like gum on the ground
Your role model Ric Flair, my role model Gangsta Brown
And if Goldie was alive, I would've knocked him for the crown
Yeah, I said what I said, I'm in the streets, you in the bed
On that Mongoose with a bitch in heels on the pegs
I'm the best that ever did it and got away with it
In the Bronx like a civilian, Yankees on fitted
Got cut from PRA, they ain't like how I was spittin'
Still rootin' for you boys, go all the way, hope y'all win it