bass

[Chorus]
I was gon' text you back, but I did not know what to say (Yeah)
Yeah, situation bad and I left my clothes at your place (Beep)
With twin bad hoes (With twin bad hoes), different race, twin been duckin' RICO case
Call him up, say he okay, he called me up, "I'm servin' bass, bass, bass, bass, bass" (Bass)
New AR, we don't use mace
Fill that yard with yellow tape (Fill that yard)
Twin go hard, if it’s ‘bout that pape’
Pop out, scar him with that Drac' (Pop out, scar him)
I'm livin' large and this shit great
I'm with my dawg, like Finn and Jake
This ho just call me just to debate
I ain't tryna waste my time, nah, I ain't tryna waste my life, huh
Can you get off my line? Yeah, block your number, just might, eugh
Skrrt, Bentley truck, pillows in the back is plush

[Verse]
We talk tough, boy, back that up
Bad ho, say you tryna back that up
Fine shit, twin tryna mack on her
Diamonds on my neck, shit bust
And you stay on that keyboard tough, nigga, like this shit Rust, yeah
Twin might get you touched, that shit not even shit to us
Lil' bro gon' lift you up (Yeah), angel wings, shit, pick you up
They tryna throw me that bag (Yeah), it isn't enough
Niggas tryna act like they're bigger than us
[?] you can't even kickin' with us
I'm in the A and I'm livin' it up
I ain't even pick up the phone, she trippin' or sum
I'm up in the booth, baby, yeah, I'm locked in, I ain't trippin' on nun'
Like, look what you do, nigga, you ain't locked in, you can't get in with us (Beep)
My lil' brother true, nigga, yeah, he mobbin', I been gettin' lit with you, bro (I been gettin' lit with you, bro)
Gang send in .22 slugs, I ain't gon' pretend I'm a thug (I ain't gon' pretend I'm a thug)
I done put some shit in my cup, brother up that stick out the truck (Brother, brother)
Brother up that stick—

[Chorus]
I was gon' text you back, but I did not know what to say (Yeah)
Yeah, situation bad and I left my clothes at your place (Beep)
With twin bad hoes (With twin bad hoes), different race, twin been duckin' RICO case
Call him up, say he okay, he called me up, "I'm servin' bass, bass, bass, bass, bass" (Bass)
New AR, we don't use mace
Fill that yard with yellow tape (Fill that yard)
Twin go hard, if it’s ‘bout that pape’
Pop out, scar him with that Drac' (Pop out, scar him)
I'm livin' large and this shit great
I'm with my dawg, like Finn and Jake
This ho just call me just to debate
I ain't tryna waste my time, nah, I ain't tryna waste my life, huh
Can you get off my line? Yeah, block your number, just might, eugh
Skrrt, Bentley truck, pillows in the back is plush