[Intro]
Yeah, this that Goldhouse, ya feel me?
Rock up like dope up, ya feel me?
We got the baddest b**hes
Goldhouse, b**h Mob, BasedWorld, Lil B, ya feel me?
5, 10, 30, 20, 100, 90, 66, 35
[Verse 1]
Baby girl thick, I'mma f** her like her husband
Everybody know that your boy loves strugglin'
All them bad hoes love them gangstas out there thuggin'
It's really b**h, Goldhouse hustlin'
Paying for the p**y, everyday Christmas
Armstrong BasedGod, b**h, that's a scratch-off
Ho, that's the business, look how you dancing
High school shawty, that's the business
f**ing young hoes cause I'm down for the scrimmage
Baby girl dancing cause she looks so good
Ima twenty..yea Mickey D
Thats the real swag, on me
Real talk girls stay s**er free
Lil B dat n***a, he OD
b**h Mob, GoldHouse, 700
BasedWorld, Lil B, I gets the money
Goldhouse pop off, guarantee ya shakin
b**h Mob come through, all them s**as hate it
Still workin, still tall
Sound like the BasedGod, that ain't the BasedGod
All these b**hes, everybody going
Everybody know that the BasedGod foreign
Ima sleep ya b**h, she snoring
I reps the b**h so you knows that Im b**hin'
Brought them f**in thangs cuz you know that im trippin
Keep da b**h loaded, BasedGod trippin
Basedworld, that n***a stole 'out the water'
Violating bruh, I might have to go charge em, BasedGod
k**a, ima f**ing k**a
At the end, at the end