(Intro)
I serve the base, I serve the base
I serve the base, I serve the base
I serve the base, I serve the base
I serve the base, I serve the base
(Verse 1)
You would f**k a b**ch ni**as for the fame, won’t you?
You would give that pu**y up to a lame, won’t you?
Like a old school, I re-did the frame on you
I got my old shooters with me and they land on you
Word to them ni**as at the six
A whole lotta lean, my nutrition
They should’ve told ya I had the drank on me
They should’ve told ya I brought the bank with me
They should’ve told ya I keep that molly on me
They should’ve told ya I got that stick with me
You the one who ducking from a drive by
My ni**as unemployed selling bye-bye
I serve the base, I serve the base
I serve the base, I serve the base
I keep a shooter with me like Malone
I f**k around and did it on my own
Come and f**k with me baby, I’m a franchise
Molly and them xans got me aggravated
The hundreds and em fifties, get em separated
Put them hundreds and them hundreds, yeah we segregated
They tryna take the soul out me, they tryna take my confidence and they know I’m c**ky
F**k another interview, I’m done with it
I don’t give a f**k about a ho, I let a young hit it
I play the games of the thrones with you
I can’t change, I was God given
Tryna make a pop star and they made a monster
I’m posted with my ni**as and the champagne flow
A product of them roach in em ash tries
I inhale the love on a bad day
Rap tides the sides of purple activis
(Chorus)
They should’ve told you I was on the pill
They should’ve told you I was on the lick
I serve cocaine in some Reeboks
I’m full of so much chronic, need a detox
I serve the base, I serve the base
I serve the base, I serve the base
(Verse 2)
They should’ve told you I’m was just a trap ni**a
I’m in the white house shooting crack ni**as
I gave up on my conscience gotta live with it
This remind me when I had nightmares
These bi**h wanna be here, they be right here
They should’ve told you I’m was just a trap ni**a
They should’ve told you I was gon lap ni**as
They should’ve told you I was overseas
Say your last words, can’t breathe
They sent the ghetto bird out to peep
They finally did admit it, I was cloned
Because I was ambitious, now I’m on
Five in the morning on the corner rolling stones
I just work for money, I count it on my own, f**k
(Repeat Chorus)
(Outro)
You the one who d**king from a drive by
My ni**as unemployed selling Popeyes
