Basement
Yeah, yeah
Ain't no robbin' me
'Cause I came from the basement, huh
Might hit the strip when the day lit, huh
Had a good time in Vegas
It ain't no problem baby
You know I could take a vacation
Yeah, two-tone Patek, no dangers
Screamin' out, "Mama, we made it"
Anyway, came from the basement
Pullin' out guns when I'm faded
All of them bitches and niggas that hated
I'ma whip off the lot in the latest
Shorty a little bit special
But a foreign bitch, she don't speak English
I blew hundreds, you won't find no singles
I finesse and I get it so easy
Gucci link, uh, air fly, that's a cold summer
When I speak, ayy, attention like I'm Bone Crusher
What's her name? Ayy, I don't know, but I don't trust her
She decided, ayy, get it poppin' like I'm on somethin'
That's just what it is, ayy
Any time we write, you know we bound to make a hit, ayy
Had it since a kid and now we gettin' rich, yeah
Pullin' up to parties, got your wifey in the VIP, yeah
Yeah, uh
Shorty be watchin' me, she see the guap on me
I be the one in the foreign cars
Models with me and they goin' hard
Just pulled up, four door
See the lifes that we live
Make them niggas wanna act hard
I could really get you lit
Golf course in the backyard
Niggas mad that I got it
See the bag then I grabbed it
Gettin' money, that's a habit
Got the coupe, automatic
I don't got time for waitin'
What is the conversation?
She be too complicated
Diamond bracelets, combinations
That's just what it is, ayy
Any time we write, you know we bound to make a hit, ayy
Had it since a kid and now we gettin' rich, yeah
Pullin' up to parties, got your wifey in the VIP, yeah
Ain't no robbin' me
'Cause I came from the basement, huh
Might hit the strip when the day lit, huh
Had a good time in Vegas
It ain't no problem baby
You know I could take a vacation
Yeah, two-tone Patek, no dangers
Screamin' out, "Mama, we made it"
Gucci link, uh, air fly, that's a cold summer
When I speak, ayy, attention like I'm Bone Crusher
What's her name? Ayy, I don't know, but I don't trust her
She decided, ayy, get it poppin' like I'm on somethin'
Poppin' like I'm on somethin'
Get it poppin' like I'm on somethin', yeah
Ain't no robbin' me
'Cause I came from the basement, huh
Might hit the strip when the day lit, huh
Had a good time in Vegas
It ain't no problem baby
You know I could take a vacation
Yeah, two-tone Patek, no dangers
Screamin' out, "Mama, we made it"
Anyway, came from the basement
Pullin' out guns when I'm faded
All of them bitches and niggas that hated
I'ma whip off the lot in the latest
Shorty a little bit special
But a foreign bitch, she don't speak English
I blew hundreds, you won't find no singles
I finesse and I get it so easy
Gucci link, uh, air fly, that's a cold summer
When I speak, ayy, attention like I'm Bone Crusher
What's her name? Ayy, I don't know, but I don't trust her
She decided, ayy, get it poppin' like I'm on somethin'
That's just what it is, ayy
Any time we write, you know we bound to make a hit, ayy
Had it since a kid and now we gettin' rich, yeah
Pullin' up to parties, got your wifey in the VIP, yeah
Yeah, uh
Shorty be watchin' me, she see the guap on me
I be the one in the foreign cars
Models with me and they goin' hard
Just pulled up, four door
See the lifes that we live
Make them niggas wanna act hard
I could really get you lit
Golf course in the backyard
Niggas mad that I got it
See the bag then I grabbed it
Gettin' money, that's a habit
Got the coupe, automatic
I don't got time for waitin'
What is the conversation?
She be too complicated
Diamond bracelets, combinations
That's just what it is, ayy
Any time we write, you know we bound to make a hit, ayy
Had it since a kid and now we gettin' rich, yeah
Pullin' up to parties, got your wifey in the VIP, yeah
Ain't no robbin' me
'Cause I came from the basement, huh
Might hit the strip when the day lit, huh
Had a good time in Vegas
It ain't no problem baby
You know I could take a vacation
Yeah, two-tone Patek, no dangers
Screamin' out, "Mama, we made it"
Gucci link, uh, air fly, that's a cold summer
When I speak, ayy, attention like I'm Bone Crusher
What's her name? Ayy, I don't know, but I don't trust her
She decided, ayy, get it poppin' like I'm on somethin'
Poppin' like I'm on somethin'
Get it poppin' like I'm on somethin', yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Terrel Adams
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