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Performed By: Very Vegas
Length: 2:41
Written by: Jayden Stuart, Keon Smith




Very Vegas - Basic Lyrics




Talk a whole lotta cash
Talk a whole lotta gang shit
Talk a hoe out her bag
Y'all a whole lotta fake shit
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic

Diamonds on me look like TMZ
HomeAway can't do no BNB
Swear my life is like a movie though
You like extras on the DVD
Me & Jayden goin' three for three
Very Vegas, this ain't even three
Check the numbers, split it evenly
Man, this music shit so easy
You'll never defeat me
I feel like a veteran, got your mom's head on my PP
These niggas just repeat the shit that we do
And it just doesn't feel the same; niggas can tell you lame
Wait
I think you niggas should quit
Like quick
Y'all niggas really ain't shit
And you act like you are when I know that you look in the mirror and start to get sick
Look
I'ma help you out the door with that
Hella tapes and they want more of that
Our distribution is free
Hmm
Apple Music like a torrent, yeah
Niggas isn't even tourin' yet
Hit the Mac & Mighty Morph a track
Half these niggas can't afford the feat'
That's my two cents, need a quarter back
Nigga, I'm throwed

Are you?
Somewhat

Talk a whole lotta cash
Talk a whole lotta gang shit
Talk a hoe out her bag
Y'all a whole lotta fake shit
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic

Talkin' whole lotta gang shit
All my dogs off the chain shit
Pullin' up in something scary
Now they thinkin' that we made it
It's Very Vegas who I came with
Gotta bag, the bitch came with
Dropped a pin, that girl came quick
Leather wheel when I lane switch
I was broke, I had to get the bag
Now I'm smiling where you see me at
Probably seen me on the internet
Bring a friend cause I'm into that
I got that sauce, I can't lend you that
A girl got my heart, I can't get it back
Watch how I dance in the rain
Call me Usher, you gon' get it bad
Chris Breezy with these labels, I'm dancin' round a couple deals
Dancin' round all these labels, that's even with my girls
I'm talkin' whole lotta money, I'm talkin' whole lotta cash
I can get it if you want it, make you come up out that bag

Talk a whole lotta cash
Talk a whole lotta gang shit
Talk a hoe out her bag
Y'all a whole lotta fake shit
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
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Talk a whole lotta cash
Talk a whole lotta gang shit
Talk a hoe out her bag
Y'all a whole lotta fake shit
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic

Diamonds on me look like TMZ
HomeAway can't do no BNB
Swear my life is like a movie though
You like extras on the DVD
Me & Jayden goin' three for three
Very Vegas, this ain't even three
Check the numbers, split it evenly
Man, this music shit so easy
You'll never defeat me
I feel like a veteran, got your mom's head on my PP
These niggas just repeat the shit that we do
And it just doesn't feel the same; niggas can tell you lame
Wait
I think you niggas should quit
Like quick
Y'all niggas really ain't shit
And you act like you are when I know that you look in the mirror and start to get sick
Look
I'ma help you out the door with that
Hella tapes and they want more of that
Our distribution is free
Hmm
Apple Music like a torrent, yeah
Niggas isn't even tourin' yet
Hit the Mac & Mighty Morph a track
Half these niggas can't afford the feat'
That's my two cents, need a quarter back
Nigga, I'm throwed

Are you?
Somewhat

Talk a whole lotta cash
Talk a whole lotta gang shit
Talk a hoe out her bag
Y'all a whole lotta fake shit
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic

Talkin' whole lotta gang shit
All my dogs off the chain shit
Pullin' up in something scary
Now they thinkin' that we made it
It's Very Vegas who I came with
Gotta bag, the bitch came with
Dropped a pin, that girl came quick
Leather wheel when I lane switch
I was broke, I had to get the bag
Now I'm smiling where you see me at
Probably seen me on the internet
Bring a friend cause I'm into that
I got that sauce, I can't lend you that
A girl got my heart, I can't get it back
Watch how I dance in the rain
Call me Usher, you gon' get it bad
Chris Breezy with these labels, I'm dancin' round a couple deals
Dancin' round all these labels, that's even with my girls
I'm talkin' whole lotta money, I'm talkin' whole lotta cash
I can get it if you want it, make you come up out that bag

Talk a whole lotta cash
Talk a whole lotta gang shit
Talk a hoe out her bag
Y'all a whole lotta fake shit
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
I don't do anything basic
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Writer: Jayden Stuart, Keon Smith
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