Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kin$oul
Kin$oul
Vocals
Bass Santana
Bass Santana
Programming
Ikabod Veins
Ikabod Veins
Vocals
Killstation
Killstation
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Members Only
Members Only
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bass Santana
Bass Santana
Producer

Lyrics

(To Bass Be The Glory)
Nah, I ain't tryna rage
(Rage, rage)
That's all I'ma say
(Say, say)
Money on my mind
(My mind, mind)
I'm tryna go get paid
(Get paid, paid)
Shawty wanna fuck
(Fuck, fuck)
She tryna go get laid
(Get laid, get laid)
Put that dick in her face
(Ok)
Now that ho a disgrace
(Ok, ok)
Runnin' for the money, ooh
(Ok, ok)
I'm in love with bread, yeah
(The bread, yeah)
You talk to the feds, yeah
(To the feds, feds)
We heard what you said, yeah
(You said it, yeah)
You might end up dead, yeah
Sorry 'bout yo' claim, yeah
Crushin', it's the same, yeah
This shit comes from the brain, yeah
(Aye, aye, aye)
Yeah, you might just lose yo' consciousness
(Conciousness)
From all of the times you're talkin' shit
(Talkin' shit)
Wet, wet like the Martian is
Wet, wet like the Loch Ness, peace
(Ok, ok)
It's time for me to keep the peace
When all the world is filled with disease
So keep your distance from me, motherfucker
I won't say please
I'm like yes
Set, set, set, set
Set, set, set
That's my gang
Set, set, set
Set, set
This that Members Only shit
(Nah, ****, nah, ****)
(You a ho, you a ho)
(Bitch!)
(You a bitch)
(You not fadin' ****)
(You a bitch)
(You ****)
Pussy boy get smoked like a pack in the woods
Body get dumped in the back of the woods
Pack of the wolves
Teeth rip through your flesh like the blade cut in my wrist
That's death
That bitch on my dick
Bitch blow out my brains, JFK
12 gauge to my face
Feel like Kurt Cobain, aye
In them streets like Ryu
My eyes glow like Goku
That .45 will fry you
That's right hand on my Bible
Revenge on my rivals
I reload my rifle
You a rat like Raichu
My gat said I despise you
I'm that guy like Ryu
That means that gon' be the haiku
Mom, I just went viral
They ride our wave like tidal
Evil creeps, so I keep a piece
Got bloodstains on my Jesus piece
It's hard to keep the peace
When world is filled with disease
So keep your distance from me, motherfucker
I won't say please
You might get
Set, set, set
Set, set, set
That's my gang
Set, set, set
Set, set
This that Members Only shit
So they didn't come
And they said they're not comin'
Pussy
Haha, pussy
Puss, puss, puss
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