Bassment

I'm balling like Pippen
Wood grain gripping
Sizzurp sipping
Big bird flipping
I don't talk
Just listen
Don't fear missing
On my mission to be disco glisten
I got Bars
Aye

Pow

Buck buck

Back in the basement

Back in the basement
I remember when we used to rap in the Basement
I remember running up these racks in the Basement
Weight it out throw it in the bag in the Basement
Back in the basement
Back in the basement
Lay around smoking hella wax in the basement
Had yo bitch come and make it bounce in the Basement
Half a zip fuck it smoke an ounce in the Basement

We back up in the donjon
But I'm not no Andree
Spend three stacks on the fuck shit
Like I'm on a run way
Don't look back I just run shit
Like I'm on a one way
Thought I was with double M the way I make That gun play

Racks on a Monday
Racks on a Sunday
Bad lil bitch so relax with the Feng Shui
I just wanna cop this Maybach fuck a Hyundai
Can't be no fiancé unless it's with Beyoncé
Unless it's with Uchis
Bless and seduce me
Fuck her in my Gucci's
Then counting up that blue cheese
I just went to Zoeys for the soda with the 2 Piece
I feel like the Spanish rich porter with this new Piece

I'm ace boogie with a Bape hoodie looking Wavy
I stay serving like my weight coming from the 80's
Rotary phone when I'm rolling in Mercedes
Told her leave me alone she just wanna have My babies

So throw that bitch on Maury
Cos that one isn't for me
Used to just ignore me
Now bitch u can't afford me
Wasn't rocking with me when I had the brown Accord than
You can't be flocking with me when Im rolling
On them Forgies

And ballin like Pippen
Wood grain griping
Sizzurp sippin
Big bird flipping

I don't talk just listen
Do not fear missing
On my mission
To be disco glisten
I got bars



Credits
Writer(s): Angel Olivares
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