Basic Bro

You basic bro
You a basic bro
Don't ask me where it's from
You wouldn't even know

You basic bro
You a basic bro
You stay on the sidelines
I'm up next to blow

You basic bro
You a basic bro
Don't ask me where it's from
You wouldn't even know

You basic bro
You a basic bro
You stay on the sidelines
I'm up next to blow

Red leather on me baby I'm a real thriller
Don't introduce me to your parents I ain't Ben Stiller
I'm not a driller I'm from Vegas like The Killers
The coldest white boy in the game since Mac Miller

I be throwing backshots in a Fendi tee
I want revenge on everybody who's been doubting me
I love my brothers like it's ivory and ebony
Talk is cheap that's a broke boy tendency

She make it bounce up and down like it's hopscotch
All my homies they from Europe like a Swiss watch
Prada sweatsuits on and we gettin' money
Catch me runnin' round the town like I'm Bugs Bunny

My energy is Tasmanian it's Looney Tunes
In a penthouse suite with some roomy views
Cold blooded in the desert ya I love the heat
Ambition flows through my veins I just love to eat

She put her number in my phone under booty cakes
You boys snitchin' singing songs to off duty jakes
I broke into the rap game now I'm gettin' richer
Underrated now I ball like I'm Payton Pritchard

Ya I ball like I'm Payton Pritchard

And you know what you are

You basic bro
You a basic bro
Don't ask me where it's from
You wouldn't even know

You basic bro
You a basic bro
You stay on the sidelines
I'm up next to blow



Credits
Writer(s): Robbie Tripp
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