Bass Pro

[Chorus]
Put the game in a chokehold
‘Til it’s blue in the face
It’s like a nigga moving bass
I’m in love with the money and the drugs
Counting blue in your face
A lot of cashews on the plate

Put the game in a chokehold
‘Til it’s blue in the face
It’s like a nigga moving bass
I’m in love with the money and the drugs
Counting blue in your face
Lotta cashews on the plate

[Verse]
The ash fall leads to a cash fort
Stuck on this path, lost, adding up gas costs
Smoking back to back eighths from the smoke legend
He get a mil on rebate
So we can smoke bredren
My bank account steady growing funds
When you cash out it say insufficient funds (broke nigga)
They say I got the green thumb, from grinding so much
No [?] did that, 9mm kick flip
Can’t see no bad chips, I’m taking your rent
I’m probably taking shit from dumpin’ on the strip
Avoid me, avoid the pump to your whip
No euphemism, nigga it’s a straight up diss (diss)
Trench ‘em, grab the GAT, clean this nigga system
I got the game and made a little pinching
Remember days being broke, wishing
For better, know better, do better
Close to the Baretta, Def Jam vendetta
Write ill raps, some nigga feel that
I lay your bill flat
On the table for the waiter in the back
Leave the spot, then nigga it’s back to the trap
The way I do this, vocabulary style stupid
Plus my home is a depot for weapons
Rocking Guess and gold chains
Still I impress ‘em
Lifting up peoples harvests just like in Westerns
Do your lessons, you must learn
Smoking legend weed, nigga skipping my turn
Axe of a foul man, verse of a nemesis
Nigga I’m the archnemesis’ nemesis
I put the pressure on niggas still
You pump sugar man, it made blood, nigga chill
No scrub niggas real
No love in the -ville
Negotiate a deal
Frontin’, you’ll get killed

[Chorus]
Put the game in a chokehold
‘Til it’s blue in the face
It’s like a nigga moving bass
I’m in love with the money and the drugs
Counting blue in your face
A lot of cashews on the plate

Put the game in a chokehold
‘Til it’s blue in the face
It’s like a nigga moving bass
I’m in love with the money and the drugs
Counting blue in your face
Lotta cashews on the plate, nigga