Back To the Basics (feat. theomariknox)

I start off my day counting these racks in the back
Ian tryna conversate
How a nigga claim he get money
But spend his time in another nigga face

I do not fuck with these niggas
This niggas be bitches I swear to god they be bleeding

I dropped an album I'm the hood hero
I really gave q sum to believe in
I got a stick with a mop custodian
Nick at nite im slime nickelodeon

Look in my eyes tell me the mode im in
Yo music ass stop promoting it
Bitch ass nigga

My racks getting bigger
You thinking you hard cause you can pull a trigger

Lame ass nigga

If it's up then it's up
No cardi b but it's up then it's stuck
I'm not giving up
34 Round drum just in case a nigga buck

Pussy nigga wassup
Niggas be laming
Shawty keep playing
I'm making my statements
A nigga so real I can't fake it
Fly to island now feeling vacant
They patiently waiting
Trapping moving basic

My money moves its all in the making
Don't fuck with the pigs cause I don't eat bacon
Don't fuck with the pigs I'm splitting his wig

I'm back to the basics
My trap moving weightless
Got a good eye on the scope he got lasik
Hopped in the demon I'm evil I race it
Whip a brick so good I don't have to taste it

Smoking this strong keep me medicated
Pouring some lean shii got me faded
Painted her face now I'm feeling lazy
Painted her face now I'm feeling sleepy

These niggas wanna be me
Im the goat so this shii is easy
Flying overseas im ready im leavin
Dirty money im cleaning

I'm taking a trip I don't got a reason
45 For the jet I dropped the seats in

45 For the whip I don't do no leasing
I'm like roddy rich I ball every season

I been piping my shii
I extended my clip with a grip
And the tip of that bih look like its never gon miss

If I shoot you in trouble
Niggas be cap
They ain't moving weight they trap ain't moving a muscle

Pretty motherfucker why would I be humble
Thinking you hot we gon bustin your bubble
Racks in the safe but I carry a couple

He think that he hard we taking your card
Its gon

If he reaches for my chain then we sending him home
Big racks big stack that's the shit that we on
No codefendent im killing him on my own

And I'm at Tech and I keep me a Tech
Don't gotta do much when she already wet
Take care of my dawgs then take off in a Vette
I don't wanna fuck I just want the neck
If she wanna leave then that's Russian roulette not into that gossip
I just want the check
You chilling with hoes and I'm with the exects
Don't get it fucked I'll die for respect yeah

Fuck all the haters that doubted
I gotta bad bitch and she come with no mileage
I spend money fast give a fuck what the amount is
I'm not on top yet but believe that I'm climbing
Nigga stay fresh give a fuck bout a stylist
Teeth look like veneers when you see me I'm smiling
No time for fake shit cause I'm grinding and grinding
I fucked her too good she wanna rewind it
Nike just gave me a check and I do it
Party of two coming through we at Ruth Chris
The chosen one I thought that you knew this
Diamonds gone dance she like that they gliss
Lil bit was too thick like you stirring some grits
Don't fw no gold cause the shit look like piss
You copped that fake ice, I seen it on wish
Hoes come in pair by the two and it's lit
Put down the ball and I picked up a mic
This stick-up don't glitch up it cross you like Mike
After we done tell her the head was ight
Send that bit home ain't no kissing goodnight
Can't deal with no hoe that be tripping bout likes
IG models ain't even my type
Told her that I love her then said sike
Had a bit who like to argue all night
You can keep all the drama
That's word to momma I'm counting them commas
I'm tryna be on top like Obama Don't push me I turn to Osama
Pull up with a stick on a lama
Bro told me keep me a strap in the Honda
But Ian No shooter
But I know some shooters who'll shoot ya
Have them snakes on ya head like Medusa
They emptying them clips right at yo madula



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Writer(s): Spaceboy Nick
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