SUPERBASS

Uh, oh-yeah (Nice job, Forest)

Coming through every hood, blowin’ up every street (Striker Radio)

Slime, slime-slime, oh yeah

Uh, uh, uh

Man, we in LA, right now, for some weeks

When I can’t get no wax, I put Tris’ in my sh—

Bro pourin’ up Qua’, man, he startin his day

Man, I’m somethin’ like Mariah, I’m carrying bitches

I’m in love with Dior, man, I’m shopping for Hedy

That shit fucked up, he can’t have on a switch

When I go out of town, I got beef with my bitch

Man, I’m from the 9 but I fuck with the 6—

Just got off the phone, I was talkin’ to SJ

I’m out in LA and my life lookin’ great

Don’t sell me no crate, that’s coming with slate

My time bout to come, just gimmie some time

Put a drum on the P, bitch, I’m bending with Nate

She all on my dick, she like Ricky and all

She calling my phone, she throwin’ me off

Bruh hit that bitch once and he sending her home

Yo’ man in the air so we smokin’ yo’ brother

That **** my son, I be servin’ his mother

My man lookin’ sweet, man, he fuckin’ yo’ sister

It is what it is, if you know then you know

Bro life on the clock, man, I’m lookin’ for Bo

I’m telling ‘em shit, feel like Almighty So

Man, I’m telling ‘em shit, feel like Almighty So

(Man, I’m telling ‘em shit, feel like Almighty So)

I tell a bitch shit like I’m SoLLUMINATI

He all in my DMs, keep saying he gon’ rob me

Ain’t nothing like Dej, want a **** to try me

(On I-95, bitch, I’m bussin’ the bird)

My arms crossed up, bitch, I feel like I’m Herb

Man, **** not loyal, they not on my side

Man, fuck all that shit, man, they know about me

Bruh lookin’ too sweet, he done blew up the V

Man, we in LA, right now, for some weeks

When I can’t get no wax, I put Tris’ in my sheet

Bro pourin’ up Qua’, man, he startin his day

Man, I’m somethin’ like Mariah, I’m carrying bitches

I’m in love with Dior, man, I’m shopping for Hedy

That shit fucked up, he can’t have on a switch

When I go out of town, I got beef with my bitch

Man, I’m from the 9 but I fuck with the 6