Bass Freestyle

Yeah yeah
Aye, one take

18 years and you bitches ain't learning more
18 years and you bitches licking the floor
Ask my age from a lion, you'll hear a roar
Try to raid my base, and you bitches got years of war
Surrounded by the reaper in circa 2012
Rolling up in a Civic, suspicion about the smell
I can see the fate with you bitches, welcome to hell
Introduce me to violence, my hobby like show and-

Bleeding like a Civ for my calling
Commas under caution, we'll slip you in the coffin
Risk your fucking life for the feel of some endorphins
Know this shit is tight, like LeBron, footballin'

Touch me and she-
She steady makin'
She never said
My vindictive is the reason that your brother lost his head

We go and take a ride around the city like we lost
Your graph look like menopause
You're a lame without a cause
They keep calling, I keep on
You keep talking, I hit pause
in the backseat of the law, with the 30 and it's raw
Open fire, and they gone

Yeah, okay
You can get my digits in the news, Channel 3 is tryna view
Kane a kamikaze, move in caution if you move
He the fucking chair, you the victim, i'm the noose
Worked your day-shift, who the fuck you tryna prove

Me, bitch it's me
Fuck every other noise, I'll take mine and yours all for keeps
Crash your car in a log, so then all of you froggies leap
Your family bumping SEGA, while popping Omega 3
Thinking all of the acid will benefit what we eat
Well then what if we eating beats to the point that we can't be beat

Nah, keep going, keep going
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah

We can double back and run a loop
Like nobody ever knew
We can rent hotels, fuck a bit, and then recoup
How you steady grinding when they'll never let you shoot
I gotta say, my offense is the best within the booth
Sever the head that has the loot
Symphonies of the blood that was running straight to his boot

Tell him how it is, tell him how it is
Tell him how it is, tell him how it is

I'm in 4th down, court-side
Doors down
Door slide, pour it out game nine
Tone it down, look alive look alive
Be advised, this ain't a song to set a vibe

I got Benji's bummin' on the floors
Never knowin' how to act
She say she never had it, but she knowin' how to act
End up in the kitchen, my whole view is on her back
She said to keep it quiet, now she turnin' on the tap

Never fold and it's facts
All eyes on me, with Royal Flush up in my lap
Standing up feeling straight that my bars debated to snap
As i'm breaking the back of rap, I push vertebrae out my ass, oh