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la mari - bass lyrics

[intro]
ayy, the realest back
the illest back, yeah
y’all ain’t ready for this, uhh

[chorus]
i’m tricking on these beats like bmx, i got the flow
i’m picking up these bags, remembering to keep the o’s
i hustle just like dmx, right by the corner store
i beat the beat up, the towel drop when i say so
i’m cooking on the stove, i’m cooking up the bass
i’m cooking everyday, i swear i’m heating up the place
now let’s cut to the chase, stop tryna do the racе
this the culture, low riding in the mеrces’

[verse]
i’m on top like toupee, i’m a superstar like lupe
push off all them fakes, i swear that half these girls is groupies
i’m a dawg like snoopy, man, you’s a dawg like goofy
i’m drowning in this jewelry, real g’s like carnegie
real g’s rep givenchy, i don’t represent tomfoolery
you fool with me, you can’t be cool with me, you can’t be cruel to me
i’ll write your obituary and read your eulogy, truthfully
my kindness can be illusory, like how sore losers be
know my diss tracks conclusory, pack verses like groceries
this crop ain’t free, no matter how many others try to copy me
i get that cream, even if it get messy, i’ll cop some dungarees
from dollar tree, but i ain’t cheap, i control this monopoly
the game, know we ain’t one in the same, mane
i push it out of the limits, to win it, you flow be slow like the 1 train
but i guess it’s better than nothing, but that don’t warrant acclaim
this be chess not checkers, i’m quick to check your game plan
y’all know me; ray bans with the vans and the tan
the k+dot and ye stan, with a career that spans
and as it expands, i ship the message like contraband
these days, my name on everything just like a name brand
man, i swear with these drops i gotta pick up the pace
before i’m closed case, pure potential gone to waste
my discography done had many sizes, sounds and shapes
but at the end of the day, it’s something that you gotta embrace
and now i’ve seen how far i’ve gone, so if i quit now i’d be a disgrace
i went from zero to a hunnid in under a year, i know my own place
i know my own race, i say my own grace, and i know i can’t be replaced
and ever since i was young, i always had a very strong rap taste
so that’s why i ain’t fancy with it, i give it raw like paste
and my style will never change, for as long as i wake
and as soon as my career had blasted off straight into sp+ce
i became independent, producing and shipping tha pure base
[chorus]
i’m tricking on these beats like bmx, i got the flow (flow hard)
i’m picking up these bags, remembering to keep the o’s (money bags)
i hustle just like dmx, right by the corner store (hustlin’)
i beat the beat up, the towel drop when i say so (tyson)
i’m cooking on the stove, i’m cooking up the bass (heated)
i’m cooking everyday, i swear i’m heating up the place (500 degreez)
now let’s cut to the chase, stop tryna do the race (skrrt)
this the culture, low riding in the merces’

[outro]
i’m cooking up that base, yeah, merces’
heating up the place, cutting to the chase (grrah)
bass, master c out

- la mari lyrics

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