Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, P-LO, tell 'em bring the bass back [Verse 1: LaRussell] I had to execute the plan A life you could never understand Since way back when mama would hold my hand Crossin' the ave where I grewintoaman Broke a leg,relearned how tostand Made this for my niggas from the block This is a result when you give it all you got Rick Foxx: always knew I had a shot Big brand, boy it's coming in hot Steaming; thank AB, he got me gleaming A hoe can't get shit from me, not even semen Growing; global appeal, this for the region Saucy; this shit ain't sweet, I'm Norwegian Biting... my flows, these niggas teethin' Fuck with... my niggas, I'm Chrissy Teigen News... front page, you better grab one Thick thang, hella ass, I'm wanna grab some Checkout; new clerk, I'm tryna bag som'n Went viral, fell off, he thought he had one Niggas don't like me now, wait til the cash come Draft day, Tyreek Hill; they pulled a fast one On me, when A.I. wore "3" I was up and down the block in a fresh white tee Puttin' on for the V like D-R-E I ain't hustle like this to drive a CR-V What we doin'?! [Chorus: LaRussell] 50 for a show, that's light What we doin'?! 4am flights through the night What we doin'?! Finna go run me up a check What we doin'?! I been puttin' on for the West What we doin'?! Me and P-LO made a blap What we doin'?! Runnin' up M's off rap What we doin'?! Y'all know where they come for the slap What we doin'?! Finna bring this bass shit back What we doin'?! [Verse 2: MALACHI] I feel like Dylan, Dylan, Dylan, Dylan, Dylan It's a real crazy run of tracks that I'm on Goddamn, that boy be sliding all the time Take the hate back and stick it where the sun don't shine Sun down, sun up, I'ma grind at all times Breathtaking, stealing air, stealing shows, it's a crime Ay, I'm young but I still be with the men, you with the mice Niggas ask me what it is, nigga, what it look like? If it quack then it's a duck, got some pedals, it's a bike I can't clarify for you all the time They ask me who people you is, you're not mine When I was on foot, niggas wasn't by my side I'm the nigga in the coupe, now e'rybody wanna ride And the price going up but the friendship on decline Why would I listen to niggas I don't like? Why would I take a synthetic man's advice? Man, that I don't get On a field trip, mama signed a li'l slip Stumbled a li'l bit but won't fall if I trip RIP to Dr. Sebi, really need him; I'm sick, oh shit I thought I would want another deal, damn at the time Pocket veto, nigga, I don't really wanna sign Working all night, I ain't tryna fall behind Burning ball of gas, nigga; I'm a star, I'ma shine What we doin'?! [Chorus: LaRussell] 50 for a show, that's light What we doin'?! 4am flights through the night What we doin'?! Finna go run me up a check What we doin'?! I been puttin' on for the West What we doin'?! Me and P-LO made a blap What we doin'?! Runnin' up M's off rap What we doin'?! Y'all know where they come for the slap What we doin'?! Finna bring this bass shit back What we doin'?! [Verse 3: Richie Rich] Pulling off slow from the curb What we doin'? Smoking on herb that's superb What we doin'? Fuckin' off mine, not yourn What we doin'? If you ain't know, you need to learn If you know me, never underestimate the OG Slid through the block in a drop with the knock Told L.R. I'm the cool nigga in the kevlar Known for them ciddars and still droppin' biddars Bust the game down like a 8th of blow Rocked it up, ran it back, that's why they hate the bro I'm too clean... like $hort's old homie Sliding in a Cutlass and you know I got it on me What we doin'? [Chorus: LaRussell] 50 for a show, that's light What we doin'?! 4am flights through the night What we doin'?! Finna go run me up a check What we doin'?! I been puttin' on for the West What we doin'?! Me and P-LO made a blap What we doin'?! Runnin' up M's off rap What we doin'?! Y'all know where they come for the slap What we doin'?! Finna bring this bass shit back What we doin'?!