Back to the Basic

[Verse 1: YounginSoSleaze & Mootie Bandz]
Back to the basics
Runnin' out of breath from chasin' paper in a pair of Asics
Now they see I'm up, bust a Cuban down, it said mosaic
Hella DMs and texts sayin' congratulations
What's crazy, I'm just gettin' started, they actin' like I made it
I just came in with a book, I'm flippin' through the pages
Life like GTA, I play for keeps, but I can't get wasted
Seein' different places, switchin' whips, I'm servin' different faces
No matter what I'm in, like Ricky Bobby, drivin' like I'm racin'
Make a bag touch anywhere, throw it like I'm Peyton
Shit I'm in, it cost a couple strips and I can't even say it
Five hundred for a gram, can you say you made it? I can say I have
Wait a minute, add it up, nigga, do the math
Turn-around crazy, switchin' states, been goin' back to back
I was tryna make a sale before I made a rap
He just paid me for a gram, he only got a half
Rawest shit you ever seen, you gon' need a mask and some gloves too
Hit the road again, you know I'm hip, just play the rearview
Pops told me never trust a bitch and keep a bag too (Ayy)

[Verse 2: YounginSoSleaze]
Been feelin' like Coyote, bitch, I'm road runnin'
Niggas feelin' like I owe 'em, I don't owe nothin'
Give a bitch a fistful, a ho tryna hold somethin'
You better keep your heat, it's finna be a cold summer
Bull walkin' off the Wock', got a nigga high
So if you hit a nigga phone, I might not reply
I be grindin' year 'round, fuck a wintertime
I'm shootin' in my own lane, so ain't no gettin' by
Want this shit to come to you? Gotta have patience
But all that sittin' on your ass gon' leave your ass waitin'
They been askin' what I'm doin', shit, I'm bag chasin'
Out of state, ain't no vacation, this a bag-cation
Bougie nigga, I like sippin' lean in the wine glass
He in the field with a helmet, no thigh pads
Cappin' like he on it, but he run off when we drive past
Your time over in your timeglass, lil' nigga