Danny Brown - Bassline lyrics

Ho, the only thing you gotta know
My dick touch the ground when
I'm sitting on the floor
You think I'm gon' fall off?
I got advice for you, holmes
Fall asleep in your car in your
Garage with the engine on
I'm playing ping pong with your bitch jaws
You the type to have a
Sing-along in Superman drawers
I got a redhead ho I call Molly Ringwald
She like to take a lot
Of molly and bring Adderall
Sipping white wine 'til the sunset
Before it got dark, she already got naked
Necked her for a second
Then she got reckless
Rump shaker, Wreckx-n-Effect it
Bum, stickity bum, stickity bum
Das EFX'ed it left her bum sticky
Fell asleep on the terrace
Me on the beat, that's a hate crime
With black ink, I murder white lines
Bassline

What's with all the ho shit?
Your flow's atrocious
The amount of weed I smoke is copious
Eyes red like Soviet
Dog, you're on some bogus shit
These novice poets are not my associates
Ferocious, but the flows inappropriate
But, if you approach this
They might call encroachment
I'm so bent, oh shit got your bitch soaking
I ain't Clarence Carter, but bitch
I be stroking ho, are you outta your mind?
I tell a bitch like this
"You are not that fine"
I don't give a bitch shit, no, not a dime
But bitch, for you, I ain't even got time
The sunshine in the thunderstorm
Catching clouds smellin' like the
Green Giant underarm
I can never cuff her, holmes
I just give her Sutter Homes
Nut all on her butt, wipe it up
Then I send her home bassline