PURE FUCKIN TALENT. Yall killed this one man.

I flip it back like pancake 
Lick my fingers to the back of my throat
This ain't a joke 

Now I'm tryna listen to my brain like a conch shell
Which way to be but I'd much rather be the beat.
Now she looking at me like she's gonna throw me
My knees are weak and I need some protein
They looking at me like they want the recipe.
But they don't even know me 
Like simon told me 

Smack her ass like a drum
(Shes about that)
 I call her daddy in the evening 
(She’s about that)
I beg and I bleed sayin please
(She’s about that)

Oh my god she’s a little freaky 

I double stuff it like a Oreo 
(She’s about that)
I really do be on my knees 
(She’s about that) 
Shes callin me krispy kream 
(Im about that)


Oh my god she’s a lil freaky 



Bust it down like Maxine you know muffaks gotta keep it clean 
Got Hoss on the scene to boss in the sheets
You know muffaks wanna rap about me
Damn please.

What the fuck do you know about a mother fucken Legacy
Been rent free but you know they rather choose me
But now i'm trying to live my mother fucken freaky shit

But you know i got that gas thang

Ass so flat i can make a third
I can make it clap
i'm about to snap
Ahaa
You know what i'm sayin?
You know what i'm saying?
You Know what i'm sayin?

Ahhh

Now she looking at me damn 
(I'm about that)
Now she just straight up walking to me 
(I'm about that)
She just flipped me over on my knees 
(I'm about that)

Ooooh my god i might be about this..

Bounce it back like that 
(I'm about that)
Bounce it back like that 
(I'm about that)
Bounce it back like that
(I'm about that)

Oh my god i'm about to lose my shit 

Bounce it back like that 
(I'm about that)
Bounce it back like that 
(I'm about that)
Bounce it back like that 
(I'm about that)

OH MY GOD I'M ABOUT TO LOSE MY SHIT 

Smack her ass like a drum
(Shes about that)
 I call her daddy in the evening 
(She’s about that)
I beg and I bleed sayin please
(She’s about that)

Oh my god she’s a little freaky 

I double stuff it like a Oreo 
(She’s about that)
I really do be on my knees 
(She’s about that) 
Shes callin me krispy kream 
(Im about that)

Oh my god she a little freaky

Smack her ass like a drum
(Shes about that)
 I call her daddy in the evening 
(She’s about that)
I beg and I bleed sayin please
(She’s about that)

Oh my god she’s a little freaky 

I double stuff it like a Oreo 
(She’s about that)
I really do be on my knees 
(She’s about that) 
Shes callin me krispy kream 
(Im about that)

Oh my god she a little freaky

She A Little Freaky - Jimmy North

*LOreal*

Call me ask who I fuck with
Who’s this? Oh not you bitch.
Ask for advice, like I run they life
I take this phone and chuck it

Your beef ain’t shit but cutlets
Cross yo name out of my bucket
Hands in the air like my puppet
Please take a seat, cuz I run this

So-somebody better get LOreal
She-she actin like a child
Legacy records wildin ou

Well frown bitch cuz Imma be here for a while
I get them plays cuz I stay in style
Edges stay laid, under this crown


Ain’t nobody can handle this
On gram double tappin my pics
Legacy 3.0 this bitch
Ain’t mean we done takin them flicks

It's kinda funny how these
Lame ass bitches be callin me
Tryna get some tea I ain’t followin
Really though in fact, I ain’t ever cappin
Line ya'll up, and cross you out
Got these hoes redacted

Got these bitches redacted
Fuck yo career, fuck yo tea
Fuck anybody who don’t fuck with me
I’ll take the L O R E A
Yall can have the L 

*Sasha-Rue*

To the bitches i don't fuck with, Sorry
When I come through i’m like tsunamis
They can try to ride my wave
But they gone need an angel, Charlie

When I run up they back up, bitch
If they talk shit i’ll redact a bitch
Big bad boss i’ll sack a bitch
Whole avalanche up on my wrist

I must Confess, get this off my chest
I got a milli up on my neck,
Yes I am blessed, got these bitches stressed
I'm knocking em out imma lay em to rest.

Say it with your whole chest, come on STEP UP
All these bland basic bitches someone get the PEPPER

Know your place
Take a flight, outta state
Got a whole ass belt
I'm a real heavyweight
I aint just a pretty face
I'm a real big deal
Thats me first place
Pull up, fly wheels

If these bitches keep on cappin imma take em to court
Pull up like i'm Astrid in a car you can’t afford
Yes I swear your honor ill tell nothing but the truth tea
I got the proof to show that these bitches wanna be me (these bitches wanna be me)

But they know they cant cause i'm the fucking Queen Bee

*Carter Mitchell*

It’s GOAT time 
Here to co-sign 
This redacted shit they can’t resist
Break yo spine
With these dope rhymes
If you a bitch actin’ scandalous 

If you mothafuckas can’t handle it
I’ll treat you sheep like a herder
And if anyone wants to step out of line
This might end up in a murder

It’s a slaughterhouse in this bitch
And I ain’t talkin’ bout Eminem
Leave yo candy ass in a ditch
Have you prayin’ not to see him again

It’s sickenin’ what I’m seeing
All you mothafuckas stop cappin’
If you ask for a reason
My answers gon’ be REDACTED

REDACTED - LOreal Ft. Sasha-Rue & Carter Mitchell

Cigarettes - Carter Mitchell X Axel

*HOOK* (X2)
Yeah we ballin' like swish yea yea
and ya know we don’t miss yea yea
We stay with the drip
Got the ice on the wrist
Drivin’ all foreign whips yea yea

*CARTER VERSE*
Yeah we ballin' like swish yea yea
In case you forgot
Like Curry with the shot
My songs never miss (yea yea x2)

Number 1 like Jordan wearin’ 2 3
4 5 in my lap in case you talkin’ loosely
Loved in this city like Lucy
But like the boy from tha 6, I’ll still slide like Toosie

Nah, like 7 I’m mellow (Melo)
Was a Balla like 8 (Kobe) but made it out tha ghetto
Used to always keep a 9 beside me
I upgraded to a 10 (dime) now my 9’s my side piece

Yea bitch I’m shining
The ice on my wrist, yeah that shit is blinding
Ima keep on thriving
I can do anything with this team behind me

*HOOK* (X2)
Yeah we ballin' like swish yea yea
and ya know we don’t miss yea yea
We stay with the drip
Got the ice on the wrist
Drivin’ all foreign whips yea yea

*SASHA VERSE*
Pull up to the scene in the all white benz
Wrist game so strong let me show you hand stands
You know me and carter busy we stay out here countin bands
Ill turn nothin in somethin, build a castle out of sand
I stay passing all these bitches and I never miss
IM A STAR, carter the goat, yes im that bitch

We at the tippidy top of it 
And we ain’t never stopping it
We stay winning and dropping shit
spraying bottles and popping shit

Im in the game, you on the side yea you benched BITCH
They chanting mitchell and rue now come and crown THIS
Im like like Lola with the hops, im like Jordan with the shots
I hit nothin but NETS, they call me SWISH SWISH

Yea im ballin w models whose bodies shaped like the bottles
Only baddies on my team, thats my motherfuckin motto
We still whippin full throttle, We stay stacked up like lotto
Name at the top of their mouth bitch you can call me PALATO

*HOOK* (X5)
Yeah we ballin' like swish yea yea
and ya know we don’t miss yea yea
We stay with the drip
Got the ice on the wrist
Drivin’ all foreign whips yea yea

Swish - Carter Mitchell Ft. Sasha-Rue

Bricked Up - Carter Mitchell Ft. Jimmy North

Its time for me to eat this beat
Take it piece by piece until this feast is ceased 
When I unleash the beast you'll need police,
a priest, a shrink, some belief to compete with me

Feelin' demonic when im rappin on the beat
Other rappers think they got it but stay cappin' in da streets
They be actin' like they clappin' as but they fappin' in tha sheets
Be proactive, stop yo yappin' cause this ain't your industry

Like a mirage, you actin' real until im close
and when i'm in your face you look like you just seen a ghost
This ain't an illusion, mothafucka I'm the goat
A solution for your delusion is me coming for your throat

You wanna be me, but like houdini you cant see me
I be eating these imposta ass rappers like it's linguini
and sippin' on a martini layed back and takin it easy
while you watchin me on TV I'm off in a Lamborghini

I know you feel uneasy, a lil queasy, you wheezing
and a little dreadful when you hear my shit on repeat
You feeding into misleading, decieving, misreadings
from a being who was seeking a cease instead of competing

Muhfucka Im a demon, I'm a seasoned professional
in this game and I'm here until the completion
You gave me a reason to unleash a fuckin heathen
Ayo Kylo take it over, its your mothafuckin season 

Get her to all my shows, she wanna ride like a carnival
lovin the was she moans when i eat it like a carnivore
Then I beat it like its a damn Michael Jackson Show
She say Im the best she knows, yeah Im the best ya know 

We some lyrical demons pushin daisies
slaying beats on the daily, got rappers ghostin like Swayze 
Although most may hate me, that shat dont even phase me
I brush it off my shoulders like Jay Z

Lyrical Demons - Kylo Ft. Carter Mitchell

Late night
Feelin’ Alright
Got ya girl by yo side and she lookin’ out of sight ya
Late Night
Going for a drive
Got the drop top down and the stars so bright ya
Feelin’ so high, eyes to the sky like it’s Fourth of July ya
Late Night
Feelin’ alright
Got ya girl by yo side and it’s lookin’ like ya might mmmm

I’ve been stressin’ today, every time I think I’m finished something gets in the way
I got too much on my plate, so much left over it’s probably best that I stay

But I’m gettin’ away, there’s only so much I can address in a day 
It’s always more work, less play but I’m over it, so I shoot a message to babe

“Ay, where you wanna go tonight?”
“Do you wanna hit the beach or go for a ride?”
“There’s no shows tonight, so I’ll come  and pick you up and we can go for a drive.”

We take a left then a straight right
We goin’ off-road so baby hang tight
To where the stars are in plain sight
Just you and me together, hangin’ out in the late night

Late night
Feelin’ Alright
Got ya girl by yo side and she lookin’ out of sight ya
Late Night
Going for a drive
Got the drop top down and the stars so bright ya
Feelin’ so high, eyes to the sky like it’s Fourth of July ya
Late Night
Feelin’ alright
Got ya girl by yo side and it’s lookin’ like ya might mmmm

Pull up to our spot on the hill, her eyes plus the night air is giving me chills
In the one look I steal, she gives me her smile that is hard to conceal 

I space out for a minute
I aint had this feeling in a while I admit it
Been so focused on business, I forgot to take a step back and get back to livin

I put the top back on, and turn the radio up as far as it will go
still up at dawn, drawin smiley faces in the fogged up window

We wake up in the daytime, with nothin on but the taillights
Tired like we had a great fight, ready for round 2 coming up in the late night

Late night
Feelin’ Alright
Got ya girl by yo side and she lookin’ out of sight ya
Late Night
Going for a drive
Got the drop top down and the stars so bright ya
Feelin’ so high, eyes to the sky like it’s Fourth of July ya
Late Night
Feelin’ alright
Got ya girl by yo side and it’s lookin’ like ya might mmmm

Late Night - Carter Mitchell

Again 

**I'm in my feelin's again
remember we used to be friends
but now we don't talk no more
why did it have to end
I dont wanna lose the way that i feel about you at all
but then again back then we used to be friends
can you give me a call

Baby I'm waitin on you
I aint got nothin to do
so imma just spend the whole day
drivin round ridin in the coupe

I think of the days,like back in the day
like all the times that we used to talk
all of the times you would cry on my shoulder
tellin me everything you ever thought

I feel like a man now
I'm getting them bands now
I aint givin no hand outs
I swear I would do anything for your love
just to be your man now
its gettin hot bring a fan out

I'm drippin with ice in my hands
chrome shirt, amiri the pants
Imma pay for your love in advance
Oooh Shorty I'm sorry i had to take a glance
im likin the way you look in them jeans
I like how it fits on your ass

Oooh Baby can we bring it back
I want you on side of me
together we gettin a bag
sippin on drink inside my bottle
Im outta my mind, goin full throttle
shawty talk real bad and she walk like a model
wanna stack more money then El Dorado

I be toting a master piece
we be spinnin like Master P
when we spin on your block its a tragedy
wanna know how im feelin stop askin me

I'm in my feelin's again
remember we used to be friends
but now we don't talk no more,why did it have to end
I dont wanna lose the way the way i feel about you at all
but then again back then we used to be friends
can you give me a call

Baby I'm waitin on you
I aint got nothin to do
so imma just spend the whole day
drivin round ridin in the coupe

I think of the days,like back in the day
like all of the times that we used to talk
all of the times you would cry on my shoulder
tellin me everything you ever thought

We outta time, hop in the ride
Imma take you out somewhere for the night
spark up a blunt cause we finna get high
Imma tell you I love you I got you for life
Imma tell you I'm happy that you on my side
I'm protectin your love till the day that I die
Gotta shoot just like india if you down to ride
they gonna blemish our image for digital eyes

sleep wit a glock yeah
imma take off his top yeah
used to be cookin rocks on stove
i was whippin that pot yeah
old ex bitch used to twist the plot
i dont play no games ill get you dropped
smoke weed all day, heal my pain
aint no way im ever gonna stop

I'm in my feelin's again
remember we used to be friends
how come we don't talk no more
tell me why did it end
you done left me so confused
I made this song about my feelins just for you

but you was nowhere to be found
I looked around for your love but it aint in town
this is the story with no endin, representin how love cant be found
you can look all around the world and they still wont come around
but if that love is really true then they gonna come to you no doubt

I'm in my feelin's again
remember we used to be friends
but now we don't talk no more,
why did it have to end
remember them days like back in the day
like all of the times that we used to talk
All of the times you cried on my shoulders tellin me everything you ever thought**



Again

LISTEN TO THE ORIGINAL SONG HERE: https://soundcloud.com/legacy-records-110789396/fly-me-out-sasha-rue-ft-axel?si=4912ee62ee764aa4901ab2d8090d17fd&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing  I NOMINATE JOHNATHAN  AND SASHA RUE TO DROP A REMIX NEXT FRIDAY! 
Lyrics:
Verse 1

Blowing your phone up
Wondering where you at, baby imma come show up
Planted my heart inside your hands, and let it grow up
They ain't want me back in the day but now I glowed up

And I know it's hard for to love again
But maybe we can still be friends
When I see you smiling through my lens
I can't help but keep you in my head

She's who I wanted
Im who she calling
Im the one she wake up next to up in the morning
Imma take her anywhere inside the foreign
Take you flying on Private Jets, we gone be soaring

Verse 2

Imma take it to the top like Mt Fuji
Shawty down to ride with a gangsta so Boujee
Mile High Club, throwing dubs, making movies
Weird bitches hitting my phone like they knew me.

I got power, I got cash baby
Hit up Fujiwaras for my dance baby
Giving you my all, giving you my last baby
Im the one you call about your past baby

I wish I could stop the time
Look you in your eyes
And tell you not to cry no more
And baby I don't know if you realize
That you been on my mind
Im giving you my heart, it's yours

I just wanna treat you right
I need a little bit of you in my life
If its all for your love then i'll fight
Come through
Ooh oooh, baby you

Baby, can you come through ?
I'm all alone, and I need you
Hit me on my phone, i'll be there in two
No matter the distance, im flying to you.

Fly Me Out(Winniemix)

Paper Baby

Side To Side (FT. Faye)

Thank you to EchoRP for the ride of a lifetime. -Legacy 2020-2023

 "We set out to leave a legacy, we did that and created a family." - Carter Mitchell

 "Through music we found each other, through each other we found a home, with that home we built a Skyscraper." - Sasha-Rue

"Anyone can make music, all you need is a bitch with a red afro in Louboutin's." - LOreal Worthette

 "Milk." - Jimmy North

REDACTED - LOreal Ft. Sasha-Rue & Carter Mitchell

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