Real Quick Bass Kids (Ft. Highway)

[Intro]
Uh, um
You could say want you want to say
Uh, you could say what you wanted to say
Basskids on the Beat
Yea, yea
You could say what you wanted to say
Uh, yuh
Yuh
I'm just gonna do this shit forever
This what-this what I call spittin
Lets do it like this

[Chorus]
Huh, uh, I keep ya speakers
My dick in yo throat throat you won't needs
That bitch wanna spit she on beat
That pussy boy ran out his cleats
They sending they pics, [?]
[?], and we don't check the sheets
I told her don't worry don't leave him
You lookin' at bae yeah that's me
I'm crushin' my wrist real quick, uh
I'm crushin' my neck real quick, yea
I'm crushin' my teeth real quick, eh
I kiss and I leave my bitch, uh yea
I tell her lets multiply
Not by two by five
Baby, you know I can can sell anything, pick the product and I let you decide
I rock with some Margielas, not no Gucci flips
And the shit I rock got me feel a Bouji bitch
Please don't start thing crazy cuz we'll let the uzi spit
Ain't no actin', and no movie scripts, just movie clips, yuh