Back to the Basics

Watch how she bust it on me automatic Red carpet make me feel like Aladdin Red bottom left some blood in my casket Fresh to death bitch I’m a pussy assassin This that New era all them niggas be capping Send them head shots since them boys into acting Drop off the load got it still in the plastic We gone stretch it out like Mr. Fantastic Naw Mr. Miyagi get wiped off the map ain’t no if and's or probably's He gone catch a body Bet we gone blow I’m talking komokazi My bitch is exotic I'm Don’t matter wat I say cause I’m always gone ride it Could give you the world if I reach in my pockets I pull out common sense and turn it to profit I’m wit Majik granting wishes at Follies I’m wit masking up like Batman and robbing That 40 my fashion I don’t need a stylist See I keep the cannon cause niggas be wilding Like grease in a pot we can get this shit popping Soon as you get some chicken them birds get to flocking Fast lane in the coupe piling mileage I heard that your boyfriend is fly like a ostrich Come get some guidance from the pilot Bitch Back to the basics Pull off the lot in the latest Come say hello the great Aint no debate Lot of your favorites be faking Put em on plates they fillet Celebration for the ones that couldn’t make it Death in the air I can taste it Long as u keep this shit honest you’ll have a spot in the safe We gone build up from the basement Back to the basics Gotta pop out in the latest She take it straight to the face Eat this shit up Dreado gone and wipe ya nose Mally gone put em on skates Flow got you sick to your stomach it ain’t what you ate Throw up your hands it’s a rave Blue faces on me they racist I could care less if they get me in the back of the wraith So somehow I'm stuck in-between The things that I want and the shit that I need The only things certain you come and you leave That's how I see how life and how Bitches see me Young nigha flowing through life vivid moments Fluid motion pour the Henny up smoothly A couple Bitches they gone f*ck cause they're groupies A city girl I break her back in the movies Smoking the greatest Move like a Rasta Shotta We back to the basics Start in the basement Move like a rockstar with mob ties Now shit elevated Big bottles back to back bitch we be balling Then hit the studio won't leave til tomorrow Might hit the rode and hit your bitch in the foreign Young Moeses split her and The Saint leave her calling Just got some gas brought it in from Jamaica Back to back plays boarding pass look amazing Back in Malaysia fucking on Malaysia We back getting to it packing up the safe I've been back on my grind I've been missing the hate But don't hate it too long boy the flow breaks the bank Doing back to back shows but that's just what it takes Back in the foreign hundred in the Wraith Yea Bitch Back to the basics Pull off the lot in the latest Come say hello the great Aint no debate Lot of your favorites be faking Put em on plates they fillet Celebration for the ones that couldn’t make it Death in the air I can taste it Long as u keep this shit honest you’ll have a spot in the safe We gone build up from the basement Back to the basics Gotta pop out in the latest She take it straight to the face Eat this shit up Dreado gone and wipe ya nose Mally gone put em on skates Flow got you sick to your stomach it ain’t what you ate Throw up your hands it’s a rave Blue faces on me they racist I could care less if they get me in the back of the wraith