Base Lining*

Lyrics from Snippet

[Intro]

Uh-huh

Let's get it

[Verse]

Wavy Crockett duckin' the elroys with the Spacely Sprockets

My niggas ballin' semi-pro like I play for the Tropics

Million-dollar spot in Romulus, no condiments

Drug Dealers Anonymous, cleanliness is next to godliness

King James on the stack of Bibles, put my hand on it

Fuck your street fame, but a idol to a fam' on it

Anything they feeling, for the cheap, could get my hands on it

Even if she knock me off my feet, bet I could stand on it

Never had a two-for-one, was cool doing your mans on it

Catch a bag, do my one-two, then I dance on it

Catch another, spin it, bust it down, put the slam on it

Smack it up, flip it, rub it down, I had to Hambone it

Tappin' on the North, know this shit could take a [?] on it

Half a brick of dog, I just put two hundrеd grams on it

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Took off on him so quick, he forgot to thank me

Base lining to my patiеnts, auntie hella cranky

Took all day so I gave her a extra ten for waitin'

Riding with it off safety, me, L, and Yankee

We all hot so we probably under investigation

Serve all my pops in third person through a third party

Prescription dedication, six degrees of separation