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Part of the plan
They ask me where the bands at
I got em on me
Better go n get the chicken
Cuz you dont want the beef
I aint no regular white boy
I been

Ha ha aah y'all know what it is
Now say it with me (Tell em the name)
Chamillitary mayn
Hold up y'all know what it is
Chamillitary mayn yeah hmm

fuck em sleeps (yeah)
When Pull up in the club niggas knows what it is (they know)
Gat em bitches scountin on me
Ama savage, ion react to this bitches

the soundtrack all throughout my thirties 
Where I chased my dreams broke hungry worried
How I'd provide for my Queen and our four sons
I'd tell 'em if you wanna

can't blame 'em
Fuck it, I can't save 'em
I'm with my niggas and one caucasian
Frontrunner shit, I'm the one y'all chasin'
That boy a hoe, think a gun

fuck hoes by the dozen
I'm just a rockstar, hot-headed, heavy metal nigga with the pills in my system
Tell my henchmen to go get em, huh, ha, ha, go

‘Bass’ - written and performed by Collin Gibson and Rudy ‘Shred’ Covington, additional vocals by Damien Koen

CHORUS X6

Bass in a nigga face - Mello

to a giant compared that ain't
nothing
These dubs rolls up coming in by the onion
My shawty she bad like lil kids who be cussing
Those boys all chat end

Tryna get to the top (top, top)
Thinkin' that there's nobody who could stop 'em (stop 'em)
But let me tell you something 'bout 'em ('bout 'em)
They look

Rich forever like Ross
Dripping hard that sauce, Know I walk in like a boss
Don’t fall out bout hoes we run up them bands
Count up them blues put 10

before
Bully me a opp, I got that on a video
The way she eat dick, I could tell she a City Hoe
(Bitch is a eater)
Got put in a ashtray tryna be a savage

Tell ahead abcg nd it's
On me hating always speaking on da next nigga
No bands no hoes no checks
Niggas speaking of who sucking
Fucking running who it's

lane switch

I just get to the bag
My foot on the gas
You been rapping for years Kwon be patient

I see you in the back
Tell'em to relax
Cuz drama coming

of where I take em
My bitches looking at you like lemme break em
I tell the hoes get what you can if
These niggas gon' let you rape em
Might give niggas

you stand for (For what you stand for)
I'm by myself why else you think i got this band for? (I got this band for)
Now I got money in my pocket and my

bitch tried to play me got my glock and then I merked shit
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) Bitch
I'm like ace I rock your girlfriend by the way I'm working
Tried

(Selling weed in highschool Inna back hall we been booming
No need for discussion)
Make a few bands and I'm fresh of the wake up
I like me a bitch

got no heart pussy boy you a hype beast
Blue faces in my account there's no need to count it
I just reuped on my coin like a nigga was sponsored by

want no presents
Just package tell 'em bring da bows
Middle of the summer
Trap slappin we gone Let it snow
Still talking pua
Shut it up boy you broke

divine
So when he overwhelmed
I tell em: ''honey, take ya time''
But don't be stuck up on the clock
I got a fate of mine, woo!
Old friends say they love me

a certificate
You can tell by the look in eyes I got no time to play
Put God first
Let him be the one to show me the way so I always pray
I am the hunter you

Won't tell this hoe my government
Every time I let em in, all they do is hurt me
Tryna escape my pain
Damn near hooked myself on perky's
You better stay

Every fucking single time every time 
I think about em boy I get the cryn you know I keep it 100 like A plus 
All them n**** Hate cause they ain't us

don't wait 
He a pussy boy and pussies get ate 
If he a opp put me on the plate 
Hmm 
Who do I trust 
Been betrayed by the people I love 
When I was down