[Intro]
To Bass be the glory
Play that shit 88 times
[Verse 1: Bass Santana]
Huh, ayy, what? (Ayy, what?)
Who do I trust? (Who do I trust?)
Only in us (Only in us)
They do too much (They do too much, huh)
They can't keep up (Nah), he actin' tough (He actin' tough, ha?)
I called his bluff (I called his bluff, ha)
And now he duckin' (Wha-?), and now he duckin' (Ha)
Boy run my fade (Huh? huh?)
Oh bitch, behave (Oh bitch, behave)
Don't need no savin' (Don't need no savin')
Now you too late (Too late, too late)
I hold my weight (My fuckin' weight)
Big Gucci Bass (Big Gucci Bass)
My face is what? (My face is what?) My face is gate
It ain't no talkin' about it
Just got the mind to go and fade a nigga (Boy)
Drop the addy, won't be duckin' or bluffin'
Just pop out or give me the data, nigga (Oi)
Ate them niggas, hands is up to date it ain't no playing'with 'em
End his day today, I had to pray a little
Gas your homie up but when that tank hit E
You better save your nigga (Save your nigga)
Why the fuck he mad at me for? (What?)
Last I checked he was tryin' to be, what?
One (Bitch!), pull up on 'em, now you look dumb (Dumb)
Make his ass run he ain't really tryin' to have no fun (Huh)
Smoke good dope, A1 (One)
Try to keep up, get ahead of your, 'head of your lungs
We was at the front door, knockin' on the front door
Sorry, auntie, we just lookin' for your son
To Bass be the glory
Play that shit 88 times
[Verse 1: Bass Santana]
Huh, ayy, what? (Ayy, what?)
Who do I trust? (Who do I trust?)
Only in us (Only in us)
They do too much (They do too much, huh)
They can't keep up (Nah), he actin' tough (He actin' tough, ha?)
I called his bluff (I called his bluff, ha)
And now he duckin' (Wha-?), and now he duckin' (Ha)
Boy run my fade (Huh? huh?)
Oh bitch, behave (Oh bitch, behave)
Don't need no savin' (Don't need no savin')
Now you too late (Too late, too late)
I hold my weight (My fuckin' weight)
Big Gucci Bass (Big Gucci Bass)
My face is what? (My face is what?) My face is gate
It ain't no talkin' about it
Just got the mind to go and fade a nigga (Boy)
Drop the addy, won't be duckin' or bluffin'
Just pop out or give me the data, nigga (Oi)
Ate them niggas, hands is up to date it ain't no playing'with 'em
End his day today, I had to pray a little
Gas your homie up but when that tank hit E
You better save your nigga (Save your nigga)
Why the fuck he mad at me for? (What?)
Last I checked he was tryin' to be, what?
One (Bitch!), pull up on 'em, now you look dumb (Dumb)
Make his ass run he ain't really tryin' to have no fun (Huh)
Smoke good dope, A1 (One)
Try to keep up, get ahead of your, 'head of your lungs
We was at the front door, knockin' on the front door
Sorry, auntie, we just lookin' for your son
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