Who Took Yo Bae?

Lyrics

[Hook] Rubbers on deck, what's up? Give me that neck, that neck, that neck then cut My bitch looking for a reason to trip Don't call, just text Don't play that shit Makin' me vexed chilling with the xannies on deck Cut a bitch off, she pressed Do not flex, nigga you weak [Verse 1] Yeah, success will leave a hater sick Just wait 'til I get paid a bit To whom decide they sliding with me I'm the Bass and don't forget I was trying to hustle up I fell victim to that pussy, happens to the best of us Time to move and get this money Ain't trying to force the situation You can set it off, I see you baby Girls can never get enough, always trying to act innocent before she get fucked [Hook] Rubbers on deck, wassup Give me that neck, that neck, that neck and cut My bitch looking for a reason to trip Don't call, just text Don't play that shit Making me vexed, chilling with the xannies on deck Cut a bitch off, she pressed Do not flex, nigga you weak Looking like a lick, you sleep [Verse 2] I do not know how you was brought up My mama taught me not to talk too much I do not care, the less that they know Put a rare bitch in yesterday's clothes Who took your bae? Who took your bae? Who took your bae, nigga? I got the bass I got the bass I got the bass [Verse 2] Tripping off the music, riding with the speakers tryna make a movie Ain't nobody listen to it, ain't nobody feel me, that shit put me through it I was just young and kinda stupid Scotty taught me how to do it You make sure a nigga coolin' Baby you not the only chick I fool with I told my moms to pray for me, she always tryna take control I understand that love produce hate She know that I don't got a soul I bring it back to basics, do not leave your bae for Bass to play with She not in your face, then I'ma stain it That coochie right lady, I obtain it Hit the booty, you a little thicker We go dumb like [?] little sister Take your bae to see how ratchet she can get I can't help it, I'm a dapper nigga DJ Xantana, that's my [?] Count your blessings, baby, funk my presence Gotta get a couple hundred thousand for the youngin' Gotta get at least a couple million for my son Take this dick, don't run like a track meet Nightmares for your bad ass in the backseat Light years for the right now in the hotbox One of these days I'm gonna cop me a droptop [Outro] I do not care, the less that they know Put a rare bitch in yesterday's clothes Who took your bae? Who took your bae? That shit cray Who took your bae? I got the bass I got the bass I got the bass Who took your bae? Who took your bae? Who took your bae? That shit crazy Who took your bae? I got the bass I got the bass I got the bass I got the bass