Bashfortheworld - Aztec Baby lyrics
[Bashfortheworld - Aztec Baby lyrics]
Aye and I could still give a
Fuck if yo OG sleeping
I bang my music real loud in your residence
I'm trying to fill my pockets
Full of these presidents
I'm finna bring my name up
Bring up my relevance
None of these niggas can't match up
Ain't no better than
That lil Mexican that lil boy so eloquent
He pop out so elegant
Them hoes all wanna hate
Wanna talk about shit cause
They say I'm arrogant
I ain't even gon lash out
I ain't talking my shit cause
That ain't my etiquette
I been stuck in my element
I been feeling so excеllent
I'm still diving in head first
Yall niggas still too hesitant
Wе still slide to the residence
We still stashing that evidence
I need to spin through the reverend
I need to preach my testament
You know I don't know no Cleo baby
I don't know no Bryan
Brown skin Bash, I'm a migo baby
Hang with negroes and mayans
Ay cause a POC what I'll always be
I do that without trying
Even though niggas came from the R-A-Gs
You don't know where I'm dying bread
Rich
I'm finna get it, I'm finna run it up
Til my mama all across states
I'm finna count it up
I need twenty-thousand square feet
In new real estate
You be tryna shit on me, tryna
Throw dirt, tryna talk shit, tryna hate
These niggas toxic on that opp shit cause
They been seein that we great middle finger
Fuck 12 and the blue devils at
The keep tryna call the jakes
We be at the protest with our fist up
You don't wanna see us up the stakes
You be at the protest getting flicked up just
So you could say you showed face
Dayum I swear these niggas, these hoes
Really move too fake
And I peep the trap where you act political
But I'm knowing shit is for a bag
You can try and switch the beat and talk
Lyrical but the shit really just a fad
These niggas tap dance for the white man
But I'm never going out sad
Cause them niggas know I
Would rather walk fore
I spend the guap on a jag
Aye and I could still give a
Fuck if your OG sleeping
I bang my music real loud in your residence
I'm trying to fill my pockets
Full of these presidents
I'm finna bring my name up
Bring up my relevance
None of these niggas can't match up
Ain't no better than
Fuck if yo OG sleeping
I bang my music real loud in your residence
I'm trying to fill my pockets
Full of these presidents
I'm finna bring my name up
Bring up my relevance
None of these niggas can't match up
Ain't no better than
That lil Mexican that lil boy so eloquent
He pop out so elegant
Them hoes all wanna hate
Wanna talk about shit cause
They say I'm arrogant
I ain't even gon lash out
I ain't talking my shit cause
That ain't my etiquette
I been stuck in my element
I been feeling so excеllent
I'm still diving in head first
Yall niggas still too hesitant
Wе still slide to the residence
We still stashing that evidence
I need to spin through the reverend
I need to preach my testament
You know I don't know no Cleo baby
I don't know no Bryan
Brown skin Bash, I'm a migo baby
Hang with negroes and mayans
Ay cause a POC what I'll always be
I do that without trying
Even though niggas came from the R-A-Gs
You don't know where I'm dying bread
Rich
I'm finna get it, I'm finna run it up
Til my mama all across states
I'm finna count it up
I need twenty-thousand square feet
In new real estate
You be tryna shit on me, tryna
Throw dirt, tryna talk shit, tryna hate
These niggas toxic on that opp shit cause
They been seein that we great middle finger
Fuck 12 and the blue devils at
The keep tryna call the jakes
We be at the protest with our fist up
You don't wanna see us up the stakes
You be at the protest getting flicked up just
So you could say you showed face
Dayum I swear these niggas, these hoes
Really move too fake
And I peep the trap where you act political
But I'm knowing shit is for a bag
You can try and switch the beat and talk
Lyrical but the shit really just a fad
These niggas tap dance for the white man
But I'm never going out sad
Cause them niggas know I
Would rather walk fore
I spend the guap on a jag
Aye and I could still give a
Fuck if your OG sleeping
I bang my music real loud in your residence
I'm trying to fill my pockets
Full of these presidents
I'm finna bring my name up
Bring up my relevance
None of these niggas can't match up
Ain't no better than
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