Basic Bitch

Walking in the living room while hearing conversations here
People get in, there's a girl, she looking on some basic shit
Stopping by this party cuz she wanna have a night alone
Tired of her ex so she really here without a phone, you see

She just wanna fuck around but he want a relationship
Ain't no doubt about it, that's a mother fucking basic bitch
Face it, bitch,
I don't even know what's in your mind, I'm not sure I wanna find out

She belongs to the streets
Lying standing up and in the sheets
She ain't freaky with it but she knows enough to teach
I wonder how she fall asleep at night
Her persona weak but she a kryptonite
And she entering my crib tonight

Broken heart but she got faith
Good in college, not great
She wants a job at a five star but only if it the hotel got taste
I walk around in the crowd space
To the other side, and we crossing eyes
She looks like she in a lost daze
I go over to her to talk, hey

I'm Pedro
She say what we beautiful name so I know that she tripping about it, what's yours?
The party too loud, I can't hear it, she said I could call her whatever I wanted, so, sure

Do you like the songs here?
Says she don't know Tupac Shakur (Wait, what?)
Oh, she hearing me? Well, I'm back with the interest and I wanna score

Signal my head to a room, it's too loud in here baby
Hand on her back, we close the door as we walking in, dangerous
Sit on the bed, I sneeze and say I'm blessed you're here, saved it
What's your favorite hobby? Sex, TV, and 'gram lately

So, who's the host?
Heh, me
You for real?
I am
So, what's your type?
It depends, I like to fuck with someone I connect

Well, I ain't mean to gloat
But you can connect with this host like a symbiote
Heh, that's pretty dope
So what, what you wanna do?
I think you already know

She just wanna fuck around but he want a relationship
Ain't no doubt about it, that's a mother fucking basic bitch
Face it, bitch, I don't even know what's in your mind, I'm not sure I wanna find out

She belongs to the streets
Lying standing up and in the sheets
She ain't freaky with it but she knows enough to teach
I wonder how she fall asleep at night
Her persona weak but she a kryptonite
And she entering my crib tonight

And I enter hers
Can you handle it?
I'm offended, girl
Are you a fan of any-- shh
Think I hear something (What?)
Get dressed, a guy walking in, running
He says that's my damn honey!
Huh, my bad
Trynna remember if she single but it isn't like I asked

Turns out she cheated, contact deleted
You can't have my body she said
I suggest you beat it
This guy is weakened
All the girls now pity him (Aw, poor him)
How can she just get rid of him?
She said it ain't like she did

You see
They were never a couple and they met on Tinder so that's a red flag
He wanted to cuddle, she wanted to blow him
So that's a thing that he didn't let past
Huh, are they together or single? He didn't dare ask
So he was surprised went he came to the party and saw his fling with my hands in her Ass
(What the fuck?)

Woah
And the bro sure got that image implanted on him like a brochure
Saying this won't work
He need a girl that can fill up his mandates like homework
Glad I'm single
I wouldn't want to be him, no sir
They walk out fighting, that bitch a curse
And now I'm back to an introvert

Cuz she just wanna fuck around but he want a relationship
Ain't no doubt about it, that's a mother fucking basic bitch
Face it, bitch, I don't even know what's in your mind, I'm not sure I wanna find out

She belongs to the streets
Lying standing up and in the sheets (In the sheets)
She ain't freaky with it but she knows enough to teach (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wonder how she fall asleep at night
Her persona weak but she a kryptonite
And she entering my crib tonight

Yeah
Shoutout to all the basic bitches who can't hold a conversation
And shoutout to everybody who got wronged by basic bitches...
Yo, shoutout to you



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Writer(s): Pedro Batista
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