Bassline Lyrics – Jay Gwuapo
Singer: Jay Gwuapo
Title: Bassline
Skrilla made this?
[Hahaha
[Keep this sh#t
[Man y’all n#gg#s know wassup
[They said it, not me
Really in my Birk
Got a lotta n#gg#s hurt
That I’m only goin’ up, and I’m only gon make it worse
Put me in my bag, i’mma spazz
I’m on any n#gg# #ss
Gwuapo ready here, lerking, and go berserk
n#gg#s first if they play [Grrr bow
In the hearse where you lay
If you talking, I gotta go off what you say
Mami know that I love her, I’m just happy I made her wait
n#gg#s flexin’ with money I had to spend up in a day
300k on the Gram, now I’m lit
Up in Calabasas rollin’ up a spliff the size of a n#gg# crib
And I know I’m really famous, killin’ ’em up in the crib
I’m getting plenty b#tches, she hatin’, but that’s just what it is
I got plenty b#tches callin’ up my line, n#gg# scratch that
Soon as she got on the whip, she tryna snatch that
R.I.P to Pop, n#gg#s catchin’ me with a black mask
We ain’t do the cappin’, but we ain’t aim at your
Rap, you ain’t see the bassline
Call me on my phone if you really ain’t tryna waste time
Put that thing by me girl, you know you drive me so crazy
I ain’t tryna brag or nothing, but I know a lot of n#gg#s hate me
I ain’t get this bag from nothing
I been in the booth goin’ crazy
Spazzing on these n#gg#s, I don’t think I killed ’em hard enough
I been goin’ crazy ever since them n#gg#s start me up
n#gg#s been celebrating them wins that they hardly won
He think it’s competition with me, but he already done
I made a couple hits and I’m tryna make another one
I had a baby, maybe I might just have another one
b#tches comin’ in and I don’t know where they comin’ from
I ain’t takin’ your show money, you’re talkin’ a honey bun
Pull up in my Wraith truck
n#gg#s mad, in my bag, so they hate us
Bro you know these n#gg#s mad ’cause they ain’t us
2021, I’m out of doing favors
If you ain’t talkin’ cash right now, see you later
Off-White jeans, don’t confuse me for a racist
I am not the one these n#gg#s keepin’ up the pace with
And if I’m not your top 5, n#gg# I’m your favorite
I ain’t even pop sh#t, ’cause I ain’t get to drop sh#t
Now I feeling like hot sh#t
Tell me where n#gg#s stopping this
Tell bro blast off, take off like a rocket ship
Somebody droppin’ quick
And got be honest, it’s my lifestyle
Down bad, went crazy, and I’m like hell
They ain’t like my music back then, I guess they like now
b#tches tryna f#ck on the kid, I’m like, “Oh wow”
Had to take my shoes off, really, ’cause they get tight wow
But I’m really blowing up, and up
And I ain’t never ever give a f#ck if them n#gg#s gave it up
I’m here for this sh#t like, “Wassup”
Russ told me you better bust
I can’t let another n#gg# set me up
I’m gon’ make it to the top, n#gg# trust
I can’t think right now, i’mma pour this drink up
Shake it for me baby right now
Shake it for me baby slow down, slow down, speed up
Rap, you ain’t see the bassline
Call me on my phone if you really ain’t tryna waste time
Put that thing by me girl, you know you drive me so crazy
I ain’t tryna brag or nothing, but I know a lot of n#gg#s hate me
I ain’t get this bag from nothing
I been in the booth goin’ crazy
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