A$AP Rocky - Bass lyrics

So recognize that shit
You better fuckin' recognize that
Fuckin' name right now
I recognize, I recognize a$AP
Recognize that shit, A$AP a$ fucking $AP
I recognize
You don't put no fuckin' fear in my heart

These other niggas so-so
They open off my mojo
Spanish Sophie with a half a
Kilo by her cho-cho
Blow it out your culo, who
Got dough on the smoke, though?
My partner had cinco
Now we blowin' on that ocho
Bozos love my rose gold
Purple got me slow-mo'
Stuntin' like I'm Dorothy but my
Rubies in my gold, though
What you think this four for
These niggas must be loco
Steppin' on these bricks and for your
Fix so call me Toto
Follow me, follow me, follow me now

Now I'ma come through getting down
Got a new Cadillac with a diamond in the back
Got a bitch
And she bad with about a hundred tats
Got my goons on deck
And we got a hundred straps
What you know about that
Got me swaggin' to the max
Everybody know we got the shit
And baggages to match
Better come correct, fuck what the basis is
Gold grills like a set of new braces is

Why they comment on my set, though?
They lookin' cause my neck gold
And I let that TEC show
(Hu huh huh) , hear that echo?
Let go, that medal, 38 special
To your threshold niggas actin' petro
Like they sexual was metro
Bunch of bad bitches fuckin' out on tour
Like it through the back door
Give it to her raw
Shimmy Shimmy Ya: ODB, ODB
Fuckin' other niggas' broads: OPP, OPP

Comin' down stuntin' like a bitch
Bitches on my dick on the set and they like
The nicotine to cigarette
How they fiending for a nigga
Got these hoes up on my sack
Got my niggas in the back
Couple bitches in the back
A$AP, where it's at
Where that weed? How that cake?
Bitches all up in my face, back back
Give me space 'Cause you know how we do it
Niggas scream A$AP
Ayy, Clams nigga, tell me where that bass at?

Bass, uhh! Bass, uhh! Bass, uhh! Bass, uhh!
Bass, uhh! Bass, uhh! Bass, uhh!
Bass, bass, bass, bass, bass
Bass, bass, bass, bass

Yeah, Clams Casino, nigga, A$AP
Where that bass? Where that bass, Clams?
Harlem, yeah, where that bass? Trill shit
Trill shit from a trill nigga
All my purple people
I be that pretty mothafucka' (Swag)
Bass, bass!