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ness rhyme - bass (remix) lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1: asap rocky]
these other n-ggas so-so, they open off my mojo
spanish sophie with a half a kilo by her cho-cho
blow it out your culo, who got dough on the smoke though?
my partner had cinco now we blowing on that ocho
bozos love my rose gold, purple got me slow-mo
stunting like i’m dorothy but my rubies in my dough though
what you think this four for? these n-ggas must be loco
stepping on these bricks and for your fix so call me toto
follow me, follow me, follow me now

[verse 2: asap rocky]
now i’mma come through getting down
got a new cadillac with a diamond in the back
got a b-tch and she bad, with about a hundred tats
got my goons on deck, and we got a hundred straps
what you know about that? got me swagging to the max
everybody know we got the sh-t and baggages to match uh
better come correct, f-ck what the basis is
gold grills like a set of new braces is

[verse 3: asap rocky]
why they comment on my set though? they looking cause my neck gold
and i let that tec show (ah ah ah ah) hear that echo?
let go, that medal, .38 special, through your threshold
n-ggas acting petro, like they s-xual, was metro

[verse 4: ness rhyme]
still riding ’round with that metro
card, the seven day special
sh-t cost me twenty-nine pesos
so if you coming homie, then let’s go
shout out my n-gga exquo
wait, how the h-ll do you know exquo?
that been my dog from the get go
we are og’s, ya’ll n-gga’s retro
no black cadillac, with no diamond in the back
got that pearl paint camy sitting on some hubcaps
’96 like my hat, what you know about that?
starter caps, with the money sign s’s on the back
still riding around, tripping, not giving a f-ck
throwing middle fingers up
hennessy all in my cup
thinking ’bout b-tches who hate, and now they want to f-ck
still got my hand on my nuts
waiting on someone to say sh-t
my knife and the 40 below
i’m feeling like bishop, but i’m not in the play with
say: everybody talking like i lost the fort ship
i’m doing it for my city, we the bosses often
imitated, but we the original re-syndicated and never duplicated
motherf-cker, not if i made it
boy face it, we hood n-ggas trying to ride around in that maybach
from brooklyn to uptown where that b-ss at?

[verse 5: asap rocky]
bunch of bad b-tches f-cking out on tour
like it through the backdoor, give it to her raw
shimmy shimmy ya: odb, odb
f-cking other n-ggas broads: opp, opp
coming down stunting like a b-tch, b-tches on my d-ck
on the set, and they like the nicotine to cigarette
how they feening for a n-gga got these hoes up on my set
got my n-ggas in the back, couple b-tches in the bed
asap where it’s at? where that weed? how that cake?
b-tches all up in my face, back back, give me sp-ce
cause you know how we do it, n-ggas scream asap
aye clams n-gga, tell me where that b-ss at?

[outro]
b-ss, uh (7x)
b-ss (9x) (ness rhyme, heart of brooklyn)
clams casino n-gga
asap
where that b-ss? where that b-ss clams?
harlem
brooklyn
where that b-ss? trill sh-t
trill sh-t from a trill n-gga
all my purple people
i be that pretty motherf-cker
swag
b-ss

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