Base God lyrics
by Real Boston Richey
[Intro]
Yeah
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Let's go, lil' n*gga
(Thtboistokes go crazy)
Yeah, you dig me, n*gga?
sh*t go for both, money counter or a switchy, n*gga, you choose it, n*gga
You choose your demise to this sh*t, n*gga
Yeah, n*gga
Mm
[Chorus]
n*gga, I'm vicious like a pitbull
I been posted up in the trap tryna get my wrist full
Slow it down, shawty, b*tch, you better not get this b*tch pulled
We got pounds in here that's pokin' out like some sheep wool
Killer steppin' just like a horse hoof
I can get that sh*t on front, voice and face good
I get the work, I'm on go, it ain't play time
Walk up in the trap, all the junkies call me Base God
I been feelin' a private stay, look at the b*tch, hеr face wide
[Verse 1]
Same placе the judges stay, n*gga, that's where I stay now
Had to move in a gated community, got tired of them crackers stakin' out
A bad lil' baby eat me up, that's just how I'm wakin' now
All racks on me, they don't believe the money I'm makin' now
Like, damn, I ain't know none of this came with the fame
I would've stayed robbin' n*ggas or stayed off in the dope game
Caught a fed case with all my cousins just to make my chain swing
She cheated on me, I cheated back, she stuck on playin' the blame game
I'm like damn, big old chopper got some hangtime
Fell out with them n*ggas I grew up with, sh*t ain't the same now
She let me f*ck, she say I'm smooth, the second b*tch used the same line
They done came out with them fullies, them youngins ain't gotta aim now
[Chorus]
n*gga, I'm vicious like a pitbull
I been posted up in the trap tryna get my wrist full
Slow it down, shawty, b*tch, you better not get this b*tch pulled
We got pounds in here that's pokin' out like some sheep wool
Killer steppin' just like a horse hoof
I can get that sh*t on front, voice and face good
I get the work, I'm on go, it ain't play time
Walk up in the trap, all the junkies call me Base God
I been feelin' a private stay, look at the b*tch, her face wide
[Verse 2]
Came up off a fifty brick, I ain't talkin' 'bout no weight, n*gga
When I'm done, you'll make the same thing you'll make off two eights, n*gga
Exotic weed, I'm talkin' about eleven thousand a play, n*gga
Yeah, if you don't understand my trap mouth, your ass late, n*gga
Yeah, if n*ggas sleep on you, up the bank, that sh*t'll wake n*ggas
Used to re-up with everything I had to get my weight bigger
You small-minded with it, young n*gga, you need to think bigger
Get it up on your door, the whole world surrounded with fake n*ggas
[Chorus]
n*gga, I'm vicious like a pitbull
I been posted up in the trap tryna get my wrist full
Slow it down, shawty, b*tch, you better not get this b*tch pulled
We got pounds in here that's pokin' out like some sheep wool
Killer steppin' just like a horse hoof
I can get that sh*t on front, voice and face good
I get the work, I'm on go, it ain't play time
Walk up in the trap, all the junkies call me Base God
I been feelin' a private stay, look at the b*tch, her face wide