Lyrics

Back to the basics I don't do nothing that's basic Can't even see me with Lasik I see a risk and I take it I pree your chick and I take it She came to me I ain't chasing Back to the streets 'cause she basic Nothing about me is basic I never been regular She calling my phone and I told her come over I'm getting more mouth than a cellular I just been praying that God give me wisdom I promise I never been secular In the studio raising the temperature Me getting this money I ain't even planet My wallet is out of this nebula She claiming she one of a kind Look outside bet imma find about ten of her Step in the spot and he s-s-s-stuttering, why is you acting so tentative? You always be talking bout how you on top I don't see it, you sounding repetitive People been sleeping on king, take a fentanyl Know they been popping them sedatives Now all they saying that boy is a menace He been serving them up like it's tennis Schooling rappers and taking attendance I can tell that they getting real jealous I can tell that they not on my level Mind is sharper, I'm raising the bevel Turnt that boy up, we fried him, we heating him up Now he just spend his day dance with the devil Try to check me like I'm fucking nike but I earned my stripes like adidas Got a biddie hotter than Selena and I'm tryna pipe her like Peter Going ham and then I kill the pussy, you should probably go and call peta If she basic I don't do no chasing, I can't run for miles just to meter Back to the basics I don't do nothing that's basic Can't even see me with Lasik I see a risk and I take it I pree your chick and I take it She came to me I ain't chasing Back to the streets 'cause she basic Nothing about me is basic I came up from pots just to piss in I used to be flipping them burgers in kitchens Now got my own spot just to whip in Your thot got to stripping and throwing it back Only gave her a shot and she tripping We fucked and I saw that lil shawty was different I turn on the engine and skrt out the lot with the brand new Bugatti I'm whipping I'm cold as the middle of winter None of this shit for beginners I mastered my Kraft and went back to the cheese So we eating lasagna for dinner The table we sit at for winners Hell yeah I been hearing the whispers This year I'm making a comeback like we down 3-1 to the Clippers Broke boy Chew you up and then spit you out, then we back to bread You a po boy Caught you lurking in my cousin's DMs when her friend had curved you You a hoe boy Always speaking on the moves you making Won't you shut your mouth and keep it low boy All that talking, making no noise Pussy boy you left me no choice Pissed me off, now I'm cooking up, that's a recipe for disaster No competition 'cause the verses first and the melody coming after No empathy, worked like a slave, now they end up calling me master I'm royalty, if you didn't know, now y'all all on alert like an amber Back to the basics I don't do nothing that's basic Can't even see me with Lasik I see a risk and I take it I pree your chick and I take it She came to me I ain't chasing Back to the streets 'cause she basic Nothing about me is basic
Writer(s): Anane Gyedu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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