thank god i'm based - lil b lyrics
[intro: lil b]
excess
young l, lil b (ayy)
[verse 1: lil b]
super fly, b*tch, i feel like i’m the baddest
pretty n*ggas, close your eyes to see my status (yeah)
b*tch, i’m in the best and i’m blowing on the baddest
young n*gga in the game, this rap sh*t is getting tragic (getting tragic)
so we came through, made based sh*t
based sh*t, gave sh*t
they want a n*gga, so yeah, i’m automatic
your b*tch is automatic and her p*ssy automatic, yeah
my name is lil boss
she gave him lil boss, pro style, nothing to it
boss the clique, boss up and toss the [?]
she see me, i’m like a laker b*tch, of course i’m hot
[chorus: lil b]
excess, excess, excess, excess
excess, excess, excess, excess
excess, excess, excess, excess
excess, excess, excess, yeah
[verse 2: lil b]
i’m smoking, rolling a blunt, taking photos
give me four [?], sp*ce for your chick
[?] to my clique, the [?] is here
looking at myself, b*tch, i don’t see the f*cking mirror
[?] is getting hot, that b*tch is moving chandeliers
dancing right here, the man right here, yeah
no sand man, but the sand right here
the beach right here, your b*tch right here, yeah
[interlude: lil b & young l]
huh, get it? no sand, but your beach right here
no sand, where the b*tches? no sand, where the beach?
where the beaches?
yeah, hot in here, yeah
raiders, young l, my brother (yeah, yeah, b*tch)
[verse 3: young l]
young l, [?], we spit legendary bars
and i’m so motherf*cking hot, i can make a legendary pause (legendary pause)
that mean i don’t switch sh*t [?] for a minute
and then i hop back up in it, and your b*tch, she up in it (she up in it)
yeah, we riding, [?]
like a toxic waste, i’m in a toxic place
i’m so sick, so sick, i need a doctor
doctors can’t follow, these doctors ain’t holla*ing at me
baby, i’m so f*cking wet
wetter than a b*tch, but not like that
it’s a first try freestyle, [?]
n*gga, a little bit of me style (me style)
like young [?] said, yeah, that’s my brother
we gon’ keep them looking
smother these suckers with that [?], yeah
[interlude: young l & lil b]
smother your mother (yeah), yeah
smother your mother (smother your mother baby), striaght up man
young l, [?] in this byiatch
excess, wolf pack
[bridge: young l]
wonder how i spit this f*cking crack up in my closet
in my closet, closet, crack up in my closet, uh
spit this sh*t so raw, it just sounds wet, looks like a faucet
wet, looks like a faucet, baby, baby
[verse 4: young l]
ha, falsetto, she singing all my songs
and she love the pack and she wearing all the thongs
and when she come home from the club, i’ma rub all on the b*tt
and then we just, we just gon’ sm*t (sm*t baby)
[interlude: young l]
sm*t baby, sm*t with the boss, ha
sm*t with the boss
just f*ck with the boss (f*ck with the boss)
it’s your loss (it’s your loss), ha
[outro: lil b]
heh, ha, it’s your loss then
i don’t loss them, cause i’m back now
in the pack now, b*tch, we back now
naw, huh, we never back down
in the mist of heat, cause b*tch, we here
and we don’t need a f*cking fleet
huh, it’s two feet
two arm, two eyes and we don’t need to speak
huh, we run this sh*t
excess, we run this sh*t
that’s all i needed
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