Bass Economy (feat. Mr. Juno, Ethan, xdena & Lil Lendog)
Nah
Your about to hear an album
Made by someone
That's got absolutely no musical talent
Get ready
Yeah the fuck do you want man?
The albums finished dog just need your fucking verse
Yeah too easy I'll get it done
Ain't no way cunt it's been 3 months ya-- (fucking slow cunt)
Alright alright cunt just fucking chill
Mostly realness mostly my feeling
Most of the day spent high as the ceiling
Bud dealing tryna keep my cool in
Healing pools then no more fool sins
Can barely reach the words gonna have to stretch them out
To many pests and birds resorting in my damn house
Half the stress I earnt sorting all these fools out
Punch another billy and my lively hood is falling now
Click the gat I see run your clique like that
Detroit is whack head to Bass where the rats are at
Scream in your face get whacked get a titty smack
Smoke crack in a dirty shack and maybe drop a diss track
Lost Fusca to the heat he was close to getting beat
We'll show em' how to greet on the highway or the street
This track straight elite Saxon and Zac you can't compete
Got this beat from Cal and I got sixteen bars
You already know I'm about to go hard
I'll treat you like a rabbit finna hit you with my car
Coming back to my place be taking off your bra
I'm built different compared to all the rest
Took her five days been calling that a test
Just got rained out looking like a mess
I'm sleeping less from all this fucking stress
Now I'm sitting here dark thoughts in my head
Not going anywhere wanna stay in bed
Thinking of you all those times I dreamt
All those times that I wish we had've spent
Got this baddie bitch she be giving me a blow
They said I was going somewhere mate fuck no
Overthinking too much hoping she don't go
Road safety meeting gotta go slow
Drop some fast flow let's see you pull a no show
Smack a hoe and make her blow real nice and slow
Now get on the floor and start making some dough
She's a devil sell her soul be the new Monroe
C'mon cut the lack I want get you out the shack
I wanna get you back on my motherfucking track
Let's get our racks up make em' stats that's drastic
Double our stacks against these cats is the tactic
That was September now it's December
You got a temper but we still remember
It's too late now I can see it's only me
Always knew this EP's mine to be
Now catch the new regime I got myself a team
With Callum bringing steam and Lendog reign supreme
It would seem that this theme is a dream
Lenny break the seam and rap something extreme
I like frogs because they bounce
I'm gonna snort a whole fucking ounce
I'm gonna drink a bottle or rum
Then wank to a fat fucking bum
I blow your mum a kiss
Before I put my dick in her bits
In a bedroom with your miss
We are making little kids
Fuck with me I'll stab you dead
Then chop off your fucking head
Punch a sped cunt in the head
On the floor he fucking bled
I do not like you at all
Give your nan a fucking call
Tell her to lock her doors
Before I throw her on the floor
Welcome to the Bass Economy EP
I hand picked some dirty fuckers from the Bass Strait
Jarrod Francome
Jye Fusca
Tom Johnstone
Lenny Bateman
Xavier Godena
Holly Jade
Connor Goodwin
Ruby
And all the way from the filthy streets of Upwey
Ethan Underwood
Fusca Records is the fucking label
Shoutout to Jarvis Fincher
Your about to hear an album
Made by someone
That's got absolutely no musical talent
Get ready
Yeah the fuck do you want man?
The albums finished dog just need your fucking verse
Yeah too easy I'll get it done
Ain't no way cunt it's been 3 months ya-- (fucking slow cunt)
Alright alright cunt just fucking chill
Mostly realness mostly my feeling
Most of the day spent high as the ceiling
Bud dealing tryna keep my cool in
Healing pools then no more fool sins
Can barely reach the words gonna have to stretch them out
To many pests and birds resorting in my damn house
Half the stress I earnt sorting all these fools out
Punch another billy and my lively hood is falling now
Click the gat I see run your clique like that
Detroit is whack head to Bass where the rats are at
Scream in your face get whacked get a titty smack
Smoke crack in a dirty shack and maybe drop a diss track
Lost Fusca to the heat he was close to getting beat
We'll show em' how to greet on the highway or the street
This track straight elite Saxon and Zac you can't compete
Got this beat from Cal and I got sixteen bars
You already know I'm about to go hard
I'll treat you like a rabbit finna hit you with my car
Coming back to my place be taking off your bra
I'm built different compared to all the rest
Took her five days been calling that a test
Just got rained out looking like a mess
I'm sleeping less from all this fucking stress
Now I'm sitting here dark thoughts in my head
Not going anywhere wanna stay in bed
Thinking of you all those times I dreamt
All those times that I wish we had've spent
Got this baddie bitch she be giving me a blow
They said I was going somewhere mate fuck no
Overthinking too much hoping she don't go
Road safety meeting gotta go slow
Drop some fast flow let's see you pull a no show
Smack a hoe and make her blow real nice and slow
Now get on the floor and start making some dough
She's a devil sell her soul be the new Monroe
C'mon cut the lack I want get you out the shack
I wanna get you back on my motherfucking track
Let's get our racks up make em' stats that's drastic
Double our stacks against these cats is the tactic
That was September now it's December
You got a temper but we still remember
It's too late now I can see it's only me
Always knew this EP's mine to be
Now catch the new regime I got myself a team
With Callum bringing steam and Lendog reign supreme
It would seem that this theme is a dream
Lenny break the seam and rap something extreme
I like frogs because they bounce
I'm gonna snort a whole fucking ounce
I'm gonna drink a bottle or rum
Then wank to a fat fucking bum
I blow your mum a kiss
Before I put my dick in her bits
In a bedroom with your miss
We are making little kids
Fuck with me I'll stab you dead
Then chop off your fucking head
Punch a sped cunt in the head
On the floor he fucking bled
I do not like you at all
Give your nan a fucking call
Tell her to lock her doors
Before I throw her on the floor
Welcome to the Bass Economy EP
I hand picked some dirty fuckers from the Bass Strait
Jarrod Francome
Jye Fusca
Tom Johnstone
Lenny Bateman
Xavier Godena
Holly Jade
Connor Goodwin
Ruby
And all the way from the filthy streets of Upwey
Ethan Underwood
Fusca Records is the fucking label
Shoutout to Jarvis Fincher
Credits
Writer(s): Jarrod Francome
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