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Bass (feat. Riley Krantz) Video (MV)




Performed By: ItsJustTyrese
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Riley Krantz, Tyrese Larkin




ItsJustTyrese - Bass (feat. Riley Krantz) Lyrics
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Check out the Bass and you know that bitch Boomin
Just like Chief So, it might hit your medulla
I need to blow up cause I am on fire
Just like this Bass it might blow out your knowledge
She gave me brain but her pussy is toxic
I like my beats like my bitches, they sloppy
I need to go get the Guap, get that money
Got a white girl, and I call her snow bunny
Check out the Bass and you know that bitch Boomin
Just like Chief So, it might hit your medulla
I need to blow up cause I am on fire
Just like this Bass it might blow out your knowledge
She gave me brain but her pussy is toxic
I like my beats like my bitches, they sloppy
I need to go get the Guap, get that money
Got a white girl, and I call her snow bunny
Got a white girl, and I call snow bunny
She liked me first but her mom caught the Johnny
I need to go get the Guap, get that money
I work too hard yeah these clones they gonna copy
Like rollercoaster, I'm sure she gonna ride it
Riding this beat, yeah I feel Super Sonic
Pound in her back, she feel it in her noggin
Flow makes you sick like you digested some toxins
I prefer shrimp with my steak on my momma
Not from chiraq, but I might need a llama
I'm a cool boy, no I don't f*ck with the drama
Might get her pregnant, just to be a Father
Hold up wait, Damn I created a mother
Sorry momma, Nah I don't do the condoms
Bass be Boomin like a band bitch I'm marching
You wasting bands cause you lacking in knowledge
Imma blow up when I ain't even popping
Not a skateboarder but I always be grinding
Don't follow you, cause you watching my pockets
Beat his bitch ass to the bass of the music
I was 14 when I first saw a shooting
Uzi kick back like the bass in a drum kit
Run through his shit, I ain't rocking a fit bit
How was your tape? Dry like a Popeyes biscuit
Check out the Bass and you know that bitch Boomin
Just like Chief So, it might hit your medulla
I need to blow up cause I am on fire
Just like this Bass it might blow out your knowledge
She gave me brain but her pussy is toxic
I like my beats like my bitches, they sloppy
I need to go get the Guap, get that money
Got a white girl, and I call her snow bunny
Getting cash that's a big fact
They can't take it when i spit that
Had to flex for a little bit, just cashed the check now i'm set for a little bit
Dumbing on the rest they tell me i need some ritalin
This ain't a test been the best since a little kid
Wake up in morning thank god round of applause really feel blessed that's for sure
The best up and coming and i don't chains or diamonds that's shining you know
Only my lyrical skill and musical talent i put them together like butter on roll
My flow is too slick don't you get it i'm sliding on everything
And to all the people that hate on the movement i give them the finger like wedding rings
I'm something you never seen
FUCK
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English

Check out the Bass and you know that bitch Boomin
Just like Chief So, it might hit your medulla
I need to blow up cause I am on fire
Just like this Bass it might blow out your knowledge
She gave me brain but her pussy is toxic
I like my beats like my bitches, they sloppy
I need to go get the Guap, get that money
Got a white girl, and I call her snow bunny
Check out the Bass and you know that bitch Boomin
Just like Chief So, it might hit your medulla
I need to blow up cause I am on fire
Just like this Bass it might blow out your knowledge
She gave me brain but her pussy is toxic
I like my beats like my bitches, they sloppy
I need to go get the Guap, get that money
Got a white girl, and I call her snow bunny
Got a white girl, and I call snow bunny
She liked me first but her mom caught the Johnny
I need to go get the Guap, get that money
I work too hard yeah these clones they gonna copy
Like rollercoaster, I'm sure she gonna ride it
Riding this beat, yeah I feel Super Sonic
Pound in her back, she feel it in her noggin
Flow makes you sick like you digested some toxins
I prefer shrimp with my steak on my momma
Not from chiraq, but I might need a llama
I'm a cool boy, no I don't f*ck with the drama
Might get her pregnant, just to be a Father
Hold up wait, Damn I created a mother
Sorry momma, Nah I don't do the condoms
Bass be Boomin like a band bitch I'm marching
You wasting bands cause you lacking in knowledge
Imma blow up when I ain't even popping
Not a skateboarder but I always be grinding
Don't follow you, cause you watching my pockets
Beat his bitch ass to the bass of the music
I was 14 when I first saw a shooting
Uzi kick back like the bass in a drum kit
Run through his shit, I ain't rocking a fit bit
How was your tape? Dry like a Popeyes biscuit
Check out the Bass and you know that bitch Boomin
Just like Chief So, it might hit your medulla
I need to blow up cause I am on fire
Just like this Bass it might blow out your knowledge
She gave me brain but her pussy is toxic
I like my beats like my bitches, they sloppy
I need to go get the Guap, get that money
Got a white girl, and I call her snow bunny
Getting cash that's a big fact
They can't take it when i spit that
Had to flex for a little bit, just cashed the check now i'm set for a little bit
Dumbing on the rest they tell me i need some ritalin
This ain't a test been the best since a little kid
Wake up in morning thank god round of applause really feel blessed that's for sure
The best up and coming and i don't chains or diamonds that's shining you know
Only my lyrical skill and musical talent i put them together like butter on roll
My flow is too slick don't you get it i'm sliding on everything
And to all the people that hate on the movement i give them the finger like wedding rings
I'm something you never seen
FUCK
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Riley Krantz, Tyrese Larkin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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