Base' Body

(Jordan, you're so cute)

Pussy boy, you ain't no killer

I can't really fuck with niggas

Lyin' on them instrumentals

You ain't never slung no pistol

Mr. Whip-Up-In-A-Fisker

With a bitch that be on Insta'

.40 Cal right by my zipper

Knock a nigga out his slippers (boop, boop)

Niggas tryna jack my wave

Bitches tryna snatch my cake

12 is tryna crack that case

Flex and we gon' lash his place

I've been tryna act my age

But I'd rather act my pay

Sorry if I shared your weak shit

Somebody hacked my page (let's go)

Two hundred if you want a feature

I don't want no fuckin' feature

Fuck that new iPhone 11

Gangsta Nikes with a beeper

Base' Body, gang demeanor

TFG, baby, you know the procedure

51 where I stay, come see us

I got this top and I'm uppin' the Nina

Threw out the Charger and got me a Audi

I'm pullin' up dolo, I'm solo, I'm rowdy (let's go)

You ain't gettin' money, get far from around me

I'm straight from the 1, yeah the gutta, the valley

These niggas is bitches, they talkin' about me

Say that you with it, lil' nigga, come down me

The bitch the oop and he dunkin' the alley

He uppin' the chop out the top of the Audi

Nigga, what the fuck you thinkin'?

Full-court pressure, double teamin'

Think I came this far to lose?

Niggas must be fuckin' dreamin'

I'm recordin' in the basement

I ain't even fuckin' made it

But they treat me like I'm famous

Got this shit straight off the pavement

Damn cuz, I thought you was my thug

How you try to fuck my lady?

Crazy you did me a favor

Took my loss and kept it gangsta

Your dawg, he a secret agent

I don't do interrogations

Don't get paid to solve no cases

I don't got your information

Niggas tryna jack my wave