Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Basement , by - King Combs. Release date: 27.03.2019
Song language: English
Basement |
| Ain’t no robbin' me |
| 'Cause I came from the basement, huh |
| Might hit the strip when the day lit, huh |
| Had a good time in Vegas |
| It ain’t no problem baby |
| You know I could take a vacation |
| Yeah, two-tone Patek, no dangers |
| Screamin' out, «Mama, we made it» |
| Anyway, came from the basement |
| Pullin' out guns when I’m faded |
| All of them bitches and niggas that hated |
| I’ma whip off the lot in the latest |
| Shorty a little bit special |
| But a foreign bitch, she don’t speak English |
| I blew hundreds, you won’t find no singles |
| I finesse and I get it so easy |
| Gucci link, uh, air fly, that’s a cold summer |
| When I speak, ayy, attention like I’m Bone Crusher |
| What’s her name? |
| Ayy, I don’t know, but I don’t trust her |
| She decided, ayy, get it poppin' like I’m on somethin' |
| That’s just what it is, ayy |
| Any time we write, you know we bound to make a hit, ayy |
| Had it since a kid and now we gettin' rich, yeah |
| Pullin' up to parties, got your wifey in the VIP, yeah |
| Yeah, uh |
| Shorty be watchin' me, she see the guap on me |
| I be the one in the foreign cars |
| Models with me and they goin' hard |
| Just pulled up, four door |
| See the lifes that we live |
| Make them niggas wanna act hard |
| I could really get you lit |
| Golf course in the backyard |
| Niggas mad that I got it |
| See the bag then I grabbed it |
| Gettin' money, that’s a habit |
| Got the coupe, automatic |
| I don’t got time for waitin' |
| What is the conversation? |
| She be too complicated |
| Diamond bracelets, combinations |
| That’s just what it is, ayy |
| Any time we write, you know we bound to make a hit, ayy |
| Had it since a kid and now we gettin' rich, yeah |
| Pullin' up to parties, got your wifey in the VIP, yeah |
| Ain’t no robbin' me |
| 'Cause I came from the basement, huh |
| Might hit the strip when the day lit, huh |
| Had a good time in Vegas |
| It ain’t no problem baby |
| You know I could take a vacation |
| Yeah, two-tone Patek, no dangers |
| Screamin' out, «Mama, we made it» |
| Gucci link, uh, air fly, that’s a cold summer |
| When I speak, ayy, attention like I’m Bone Crusher |
| What’s her name? |
| Ayy, I don’t know, but I don’t trust her |
| She decided, ayy, get it poppin' like I’m on somethin' |
| Poppin' like I’m on somethin' |
| Get it poppin' like I’m on somethin', yeah |