Letra

[Verse 1]
I was in a basement
And placement payment came in
That shit was bananas
Bustin' through my homie door like Costanza
Think we ready
To fuck these **** up
With my ****, Freddie
In a checkered pickup truck
Pickin' up hella Henny
Lookin' for the hoes
[Verse 2]
I'm wildin' 'cause it's all I know
I'm hopin' I don't waste this
Just tryna buy my mama clothes
Pray my prayers to the Based God
'Cause mama say she think I'm chose
I'm hopin' I don't waste it
[Verse 3]
I always picture picture-perfect
Must've been out of my mind
Tried to figure if the shit was really worth it
But is it worth this? Probably not
Probably got worse off my few shots
I hit The Boondocks
Play me off the boombox
Bumbaclot bastard makin' music for the massive
But I'm zooted off this gas and I been trippin' off this acid
[Verse 4]
Apple at my last show
Bitches in my bathroom
Hit the stage with my hands full of liquor
I'm wildin' 'cause it's all I know
I'm hopin' I don't waste this
Just tryna buy my mama clothes
Pray my prayers to the Based God
'Cause mama say she think I'm chosen
I'm hopin' I don't wait
[Verse 5]
Kick it in the back, feelin' black and broke
Sittin' in the back, sippin' Jack and Coke
Kick it in the back with them background folk
Yeah, the joke on you, she like background folks
Kick it in the back, feelin' black and broke
Sittin' in the back, sippin' Jack and Coke
Yeah, kick it in the back, you can blackmail folk
But the joke on you, she like black man, black man
[Verse 6]
Apple at my last show
Bitches in my bathroom
Hit the stage with my hands full of liquor
I'm wildin' 'cause it's all I know
I'm hopin' I don't waste this
Just tryna buy my mama clothes
Pray my prayers to the Based God
'Cause mama say she think I'm chosen
I'm hopin' I don't wait there
I'm hopin' I don't waste this
I'm hopin' I don't wait there
Written by: Amain Berhane, David Pimentel
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