[Intro]
Next up, yeah double cup
Yeah
Based1 got them bands, ho

[Chorus]
This shit don't make sense
Claiming that you was a shooter but you on the bench
Saying you got hella money, you can’t pay your rent
Seeing your bitch is a dime, she a basic bitch
Yeah, she a basic bitch
This shit don't make sense
Claiming that you was a shooter but you on the bench
Saying you got hella money, you can't pay your rent
Seeing your bitch is a dime, she a basic bitch
Yeah, she a basic bitch

[Verse 1]
And then I lane switch
These bitches love me, got money and yeah I’m famous
We come from nothing steppin on, leave you brainless
We kill them softly leave his body in the pavement
Too many bullets we shootin' that GTA shit
That n***a wasted
And these n***as really mad, yeah they hatin'
And I had to get a bag 'cause I made it
She said she want it from the back, I go waste in
My n***as too efficient
These n***as claiming that they royal, I gotta blow the whistle
My n***as turnin' all to steel 'cause I get the pistol
These choppas aiming for your head and they won't miss you
These bullets gonna kiss you

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, my diamonds they shinin' yeah they dangerous
N***as claimin’ they loyal but they can’t hang with us
'Cause it’s all we got n***a and we dangeorus
And it's all we need n***a you can't bang with us

[Chorus]
This shit don't make sense
Claiming that you was a shooter but you on the bench
Saying you got hella money, you can’t pay your rent
Seeing your bitch is a dime, she a basic bitch
Yeah, she a basic bitch
This shit don't make sense
Claiming that you was a shooter but you on the bench
Saying you got hella money, you can't pay your rent
Seeing your bitch is a dime, she a basic bitch
Yeah, she a basic bitch

[Verse 2]
I had to run up my bag and now they mad at me
Know these n***as is trash it's all causuality
My n***as up now, I need a bust down
And I was runnin' to the money took the fast route
You take the bust now
You better back down
And I was dead broke, n***a can't relax now
And now I'm up n***a, they know I'm true to this
She wanna fuck n***as, because I'm super rich
And that's a man down n***a
Just put your hands down n***a
I'm getting bands now n***a
And now they mad at me
Lil n***a after school servin' facilities
I was runnin' out on past couldn't tackle me

[Post-Chorus]
Do what I want n***a
This school is searching me, keep the choppas and trunks n***a
I'm throwin' bullets down the field and you love n***a
I wouldn't try me nobody can trust. ain't love n***a
No we can't fuck with them

[Chorus]
This shit don't make sense
Claiming that you was a shooter but you on the bench
Saying you got hella money, you can't pay your rent
Seeing your bitch is a dime, she a basic bitch
Yeah, she a basic bitch
This shit don't make sense
Claiming that you was a shooter but you on the bench
Saying you got hella money, you can't pay your rent
Seeing your bitch is a dime, she a basic bitch
Yeah, she a basic bitch