B.A.S. (feat. Kyle Richh)

(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Ayy

That ain't my bae, he really more like my bidet
He like to wake up with a- in his face (a- in his face)
He told me turn around, spread that sh- open, okay (yeah-yeah)
Only time I'ma obey (ah)

Loner, if I'm in your bidness, I'm the owner
B-, and I always want smoke like a stoner
Too busy tryna fit in b-' circle
Found out nobody was in my corner (ayy)

I'm not the one to be textin' back slow
Hmm, don't let me get in that mode, ayy (get in that mode)
You got 'bout ten minutes tops, hmm (yeah-yeah)
Then I'm finna go be a - (mwah, ah)

Seductive, hard as a rock, I ain't touched him (I ain't touched)
I'm actin' like I ain't know him in public (f- that)
You prolly treatin' him like he a prize (him?)
Me, I treat him like he disgustin'

He lyin' to me, and I'm lyin' to him, f- it, guess we both ain't sh-
Quit askin' me when I'ma leave my n- knowin' you still with your b-
He lyin' to me, and I'm lyin' to him, f- it, guess we both ain't sh-
Both ain't sh-, both ain't sh-, f- it, guess we both ain't sh-

He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him (ah)
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Ayy (guess we both ain't -)

He lyin' to me when he know he ain't got to (know he ain't got to)
When I'm with my n-, I block you (block you)
Been f- for years, you know what it is (yeah-yeah)
You know what I want when I call you (brrt)
H- ain't spare me, why would I spare them? (Spare them?)
With a bad b-, I'm not sharin' him (ah)
Ayy, we ain't together, but we together, I hope nobody don't catch us (ayy)

Every move that I make is a topic (topic)
If they catch you with Megan, you poppin' (poppin')
If you f- me good, I'm a faucet
From the back, know he wish he could pause it (ah)

He ain't my only man, camera roll lookin' like OnlyFans
Eat this sh- up like you know this your only chance
Scared I'ma f- with your n-, you know I can
Said I'm the wettest, I told him, "I know I am"

He lyin' to me, and I'm lyin' to him, f- it, guess we both ain't sh-
Quit askin' me when I'ma leave my n- knowin' you still with your b-
He lyin' to me, and I'm lyin' to him, f- it, guess we both ain't sh-
Both ain't sh-, both ain't sh-, f- it, guess we both ain't sh-

She lyin' to me, and I'm lyin' to her, f- it, guess we both ain't sh-
Guess we both ain't sh- (he lyin' to me, and I'm lyin' to him)
Guess we both ain't sh- (ah)
She lyin' to me, stop lyin' to me, that boy you're f- not hotter than me
Don't come cryin' to me (he lyin' to me, and I'm lyin' to him)
Guess we both ain't sh- (what the f-?)

Who the f- you was with last night? (Who?)
Don't care, so you don't gotta lie (I don't)
Know she miss me, she got too much pride
She be missin' the way that I grip on her thighs (like damn)
New hair, let me see it in person
You look good to the world, but to me, you is perfect (perfect)
Big butt, need you to curve it
I'm in her body like I was a surgeon (surgeon)

Come in, need you to work it
Two twin thots in the back of the Challenger (like damn)
And she mop real good like a janitor
Late-night freak, can't f- with an amateur (I can't)
Real love, I don't get it a lot (I don't)
Searchin' for love, I'm a scavenger (please)
I can't f- no thot
Need me a baddie like Megan Thee Stallion (like damn)

He lyin' to me, and I'm lyin' to him, f- it, guess we both ain't sh-
Quit askin' me when I'ma leave my n- knowin' you still with your b-
He lyin' to me, and I'm lyin' to him, f- it, guess we both ain't sh-
Both ain't sh-, both ain't sh-, f- it, guess we both ain't sh-

He lyin' to me, and I'm lyin' to him, ah
He lyin' to me, and I'm lyin' to him
Guess we both ain't sh-



Credits
Writer(s): Mary Christine Brockert, Megan J. Pete, Julian Martrel Mason, Henry Olatunde Fasheun
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