Basement

Yeah, yeah
Mmm
(Hey, I'm really rich)

Speed and I crash, life is a crash course, yeah
Foot on the gas, go where the gang go (gang, gang)
I ain't a bad guy, they call me the asshole
I'm so bad, so nobody had hope

'Cause I come from the basement
Don't wanna talk
If the talk doesn't make sense
And I beat my cases, I don't want relation
It ain't ever make sense

Come from the basement
Don't wanna talk
If the talk doesn't make sense
Yeah, shawty gavе me face lift
I don't want relation
It ain't еver make sense

Sa-sa-safe, I can do this all day
My spot can't take, my safe need a safe
Too fast, can't break up
Straight shot, no chaser
Stay sharp, no razor, on the clock like Flava
Transform like Frieza
I don't need new freezer
Winter time, I heat up, street cred, no visas
Bitch ain't 'bout that life
Wasn't tryna be like Mike
I'm on Sunset like and I speed red lights, yeah

Speed and I crash, life is a crash course, yeah
Foot on the gas, go where the gang go
I ain't a bad guy, they call me the asshole
I'm was so bad, so nobody had hope (Cuzzi relax)

What you mean?
In that two-seat with my queen
What you mean?
And she on fleek, we can fly by any means (what?)
I got two twins, trick or treat (Halloween)
I need everything

'Cause I come from the basement
Don't wanna talk
If the talk doesn't make sense
And I beat my cases, I don't want relation
It ain't ever make sense

Come from the basement
Don't wanna talk
If the talk doesn't make sense
Yeah, shawty gavе me face lift
I don't want relation
It ain't еver make sense

(What you, what you, what you, what you mean?)
In that two-seat with my queen
(What you mean, what you mean?)
Come from the basement
(Come from the basement)



Credits
Writer(s): Enoch Harris Iii, Jahmarie Wishart Adams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link