Claudio - Basement Rock (feat. Ele & Not Nick) Lyrics

Hypochondriac
I'm always tryna get my
Check up
Psycho want me back
And imma charge her
Like a tesla
Sike her pussy fat
Save that shit for
Sumo wrestler
Squirtle aint no hurdle
She get wet
My super soaker
Hey get up
Yeah we up in this bitch
Make the basement rock
Make the club go lit
Got the bass on lock
Still wit day one clique
And yeah we can f*ck
If you aint gon snitch
Said
Hey get up
Yeah we up in this bitch
Make the basement rock
Make the club go lit
Hot the bass on lock
Still wit day one clique
And yeah we can f*ck
If you aint gon snitch
Look what I do
In a room
With a microphone
I'm in a loop
In her coupe
With my eyes closed
I don't really think about her much
She a side note
Fire low
Sixty five miles when the pipe blow
So cold I'm kyro
Dripping my blood Icey
You pass me the Miley
My lungs collapse tightly
Laughing cuz I know
What these bitches said about me
I no scope a copse
Then plead the fifth
Politely
You don't want no trouble
My consistency elite
I typically just roll a little
Marijuana leaf
I got fees
For my energy
My enemies don't leave
Mijo please
Tendencies mean
You don't wanna test me
Hey get up
Yeah we up in this bitch
Make the basement rock
Make the club go lit
Got the bass on lock
Still wit day one clique
And yeah we can f*ck
If you aint gon snitch
Chew em up like now and later
I'm an alligator
Or a calculator
I don't really care
What you call me
I'm just different though
And all the foolery
Around me astounds me
Accountants surround me
A mountain of fine things
It's a dark thing
To be twisted in a dark mind
No why or reasons
For living in an apartheid
No higher reasons
I can't be stuck in a part time
About mine
I've been working hard
It's about time
Just pulled up
To the homies the crib
Took a sip
Took a hit
Now we getting lit
Shout out Drake I'm both
Ain't no flying with a Weston
When I'm driving coast to coast
Ima double up the vest
Now their aiming with a scope
Hey get up
Yeah we up in this bitch
Make the basement rock
Make the club go lit
Got the bass on lock
Still wit day one clique
And yeah we can f*ck
If you aint gon snitch
Said
Hey get up
Yeah we up in this bitch
Make the basement rock
Make the club go lit
Got the bass on lock
Still wit day one clique
And yeah we can f*ck
If you aint gon snitch
I got several different levels
To this treble
You in trouble
I got fellas
With the fire
F*ck your feelings
You're retired
We aint subtle
Ain't no huddle
You a puddle
We a monsoon
Luke I aint your father
But I just f*cked in your moms room
I'm rude
Motherf*cker
I'm rude
I'm rude
Motherf*cker
I'm rude
Hey get up
Yeah we up in this bitch
Make the basement rock
Make the club go lit
Got the bass on lock
Still wit day one clique
And yeah we can f*ck
If you aint gon snitch
Said
Hey get up
Yeah we up in this bitch
Make the basement rock
Make the club go lit
Got the bass on lock
Still wit day one clique
And yeah we can f*ck
If you aint gon snitch