Basto Flow lyrics

[Intro]
(Alright, I see you, Will)
Basto flow, that's that stand over him flow
This that stand over him, this that Basto flow
This that Basto flow, man
No cap

[Chorus]
This that Basto flow
Shot a n*gga twenty two times and he can't walk no more
b*tch, your homie got left by the bus and you ain't tryna score
I just ran up thirty off that doggy, I need some more
Sorry that we overkilled your homie left him on the floor
Slatt, we gon' get it back
Got me feelin' like John Wick when I be in all black
Told lil' bro don't aim for legs, we aimin' for headbacks
Every time I'm circlin' the 'Staff, I got my thirty, man

[Verse 1]
Ever since I lost my bro, I been on demon time
And I ain't tryna f*ck no ho, b*tch, I be tryna ride
And my n*ggas in EST, but all my n*ggas shine
And I ain't trustin' none of these ho's, man, all these b*tchеs slime
And LJ beat that body, so you know we back again
May gеt the drop when you don't know and kill you with your friend
n*ggas runnin', n*ggas duckin', but I got a FN
And hit that boy right in his top, he better not lack again
And he can't use his di*k no more, I feel so bad for Robby
And he was slippin' when lil' bro caught him in that lobby
So much bullets hit him up, he cannot walk probably
They be praisin' a rapist, so they be praisin' Bill Cosby
[Chorus]
This that Basto flow
Shot a n*gga twenty two times and he can't walk no more
b*tch, your homie got left by the bus and you ain't tryna score
I just ran up thirty off that doggy, I need some more
Sorry that we overkilled your homie left him on the floor
Slatt, we gon' get it back
Got me feelin' like John Wick when I be in all black
Told lil' bro don't aim for legs, we aimin' for headbacks
Every time I'm circlin' the 'Staff, I got my thirty, man

[Verse 2]
And we got Glocks, so many drops
Every time they hear about us, it's because they on the box
They ain't ridin' for their homie, they be only makin' songs
I ain't beefin' over no keyboards, we the reason your homie gone
I be smokin' on these dead opps, I be smokin' on your dawg
Every time I up this G-Lock, n*ggas run and then they fall
And these n*ggas just like cocaine, they ain't hard, they be so soft
I only roll around with steppers, that be really killing opps
And we be Basto Gang, 'cause you know we the murder team
And for my bros, don't need a price, I'll kill that boy for free
Stand over him, last thing he sees, that's how it gotta be
We'll tell you, "What up?" before you die just like LG

[Chorus]
This that Basto flow
Shot a n*gga twenty two times and he can't walk no more
b*tch, your homie got left by the bus and you ain't tryna score
I just ran up thirty off that doggy, I need some more
Sorry that we overkilled your homie left him on the floor
Slatt, we gon' get it back
Got me feelin' like John Wick when I be in all black
Told lil' bro don't aim for legs, we aimin' for headbacks
Every time I'm circlin' the 'Staff, I got my thirty, man
[Outro]
That Basto flow man
Basto Gang
Grrt, grrt