Basement tunes
Fondling your girl underneath the moon
Basement hotter than June
Wetter than a monsoon
Cooking don't need a spoon
Fondling your girl On a weekday
She don't eat dick Today her cheat day
I said let's do this shit the freak way
Dress in all Nike Like I sold it I'm from east bay
Triple like a feast day
Triple homicide When I kill this shit the G way
Fire it up I smoke it like Khalifa way
Cool cut chillin That's how we filet
Basement tunes
Fondling your girl underneath the moon
Basement hotter than June
Wetter than a monsoon
Cooking don't need a spoon
Basement jams Snapchat cams
Gift raps fat blunts Gimme daps
Give props Dime bops Holding hands
Shooting craps Still f*ckin up the ops
Schemes and scams Hard top lams
Live life It's whatever pay the price
Kick rocks Switch bops F*ck your mans
Smoking sacks Still f*cking up the ops
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Basement tunes
Fondling your girl underneath the moon
Basement hotter than June
Wetter than a monsoon
Cooking don't need a spoon
Fondling your girl On a weekday
She don't eat dick Today her cheat day
I said let's do this shit the freak way
Dress in all Nike Like I sold it I'm from east bay
Triple like a feast day
Triple homicide When I kill this shit the G way
Fire it up I smoke it like Khalifa way
Cool cut chillin That's how we filet
Basement tunes
Fondling your girl underneath the moon
Basement hotter than June
Wetter than a monsoon
Cooking don't need a spoon
Basement jams Snapchat cams
Gift raps fat blunts Gimme daps
Give props Dime bops Holding hands
Shooting craps Still f*ckin up the ops
Schemes and scams Hard top lams
Live life It's whatever pay the price
Kick rocks Switch bops F*ck your mans
Smoking sacks Still f*cking up the ops
Fondling your girl underneath the moon
Basement hotter than June
Wetter than a monsoon
Cooking don't need a spoon
Fondling your girl On a weekday
She don't eat dick Today her cheat day
I said let's do this shit the freak way
Dress in all Nike Like I sold it I'm from east bay
Triple like a feast day
Triple homicide When I kill this shit the G way
Fire it up I smoke it like Khalifa way
Cool cut chillin That's how we filet
Basement tunes
Fondling your girl underneath the moon
Basement hotter than June
Wetter than a monsoon
Cooking don't need a spoon
Basement jams Snapchat cams
Gift raps fat blunts Gimme daps
Give props Dime bops Holding hands
Shooting craps Still f*ckin up the ops
Schemes and scams Hard top lams
Live life It's whatever pay the price
Kick rocks Switch bops F*ck your mans
Smoking sacks Still f*cking up the ops
Writer: Bradford Claypool
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid