[Bass Santana]
To Bass be the glory
You won't get no ***** smokin' zone, my mans
Goddamn, goddammit, goddamn, goddamn
Still smokin' good kush, goddamn, goddamn
You *****s still smokin' Reggie, goddamn
You ain't my *****, you a motha****in' fan
Goddammit who got it on lock
You a ***** like Rob Cinderblock
You *****s *****, gettin' caught and then you talk
I used to hide the dime bags under rocks
I never once got caught from the cops
I never once told all that to the opps
One batty bwoy turn a informer
One batty bwoy haffi get (gunshot)
Blood clot
Goddamn, goddammit, goddamn
Twenty-eight grams goddamn
Game change, Broward County, switch lanes
Tryna count hella bands all with one hand
[Kin$oul]
Goddamn, goddammit goddammit
How do you manage back on this planet
I barely could handle it
I need me my ********, just channel it
Gave me advantages, flow Los Angeles
I might tan a *****, **** all that arguin'
**** all that ****
**** what a ***** say, give me my switchblade
Give you a big fade, what that punk say?
Make you a mistake, don't **** up the fengshui
Like Kanye, sippin' in Bombay
All day, all day, don't **** up the fengshui
**** what a ***** say, give me my switchblade
Give you a big fade, what that punk say?
Make you a mistake, don't **** up the fengshui
Like Kanye, sippin' in Bombay
All day, all day, don't **** up the fengshui
Blood clot
[Bass Santana]
Goddamn, goddammit, goddamn
Twenty-eight grams goddamn, goddamn
Game change, Broward County, switch lanes
Tryna count hella bands all with one hand