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travi$ scott - basement freestyle lyrics

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got my n-gg- easy in this motherf-cker
dead stock sixes and sh-t
got my n-gg- metro in this motherf-cker

buy the bar, buy the bar b-tches on my table everywhere
on the floor condoms on my dresser
on my business, never plannin’
never sober thinkin’ blew me up
body shots took on your b-tches t-tties
slow it down, pick it up, f-ck a third
speed the fourth gear grindin’ up on everything is mine
here i got it now, everything i ever asked for
we gettin’ it, far from mama’s jeep she never tinted it
she frozed up, i unfrozed her, now come a little closer
get your -ss up off that wall and go roll up that doja
tell your boyfriend bust that ki go ahead and fill that nose up
till its over, we ain’t lookin’ for the hoes with the trophies
grab a gl-ss go ahead get throwed up
she feelin’ it, don’t spill the sh-t
she crazy, she goin’, she goin’
gone!

all this money on the table
we don’t want relations
we don’t want no conversations
f-ck around and change your world
d-mn i’m with my main b-tch
and i don’t love her no mo’
drinkin’ f-ck the limitations
i done made it out the bas-m-nt
f-ck around and change the weather

i’m off a bean, i’m off a bean
sh-t it’s lean that’s in my dreams
off the stove, don’t wanna smoke
off this road i might just roll
let’s get throwed
out in houston they know my name
in mo city they know the gang
young la flame ain’t nothin’ changed
but the chains and diamond rings
i lost my brains me and ye ye
out in broad day
i’m on the 3rd coast
eatin’ (?) with merlot
i got my shirt off
kickin’ dirt off
out in bergdorf
she like what you doin’?
it took a path just to get me here
don’t give a d-mn if that’s ruined
later on got a ring, ring, ring
she at my doorbell ding, ding, ding, ding
let the b-tch in the b-tch seen bang out bang out
on the couch, on the floor, in her mouth
cameras out
once my d-cks in no pulling out

that’s my baby straight up
b-tch been doing c-ke since the 80’s
i’m a 90’s baby
young la flame you know we crazy

all this money on the table
we don’t want relations
we don’t want no conversations
f-ck around and change your world
d-mn i’m with my main b-tch
and i don’t love her no mo’
drinkin’ f-ck the limitations
i done made it out the bas-m-nt
f-ck around and change the weather



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