Tyga
Текст песни Back 2 Basics

[Intro]
Yeah!
How are you feeling?
Fine!
Feel alright?
WWW- Well Done
Let's try some different shit!

Uh, I'm so flashy, you so ratchet
Throb jewels fashion with a pedal to matching
New Maybach, that's a hit, nigga
Could've been the third member of the Cliffs, nigga
Listen niggas, I go grizzly that's Memphis niggas
Ross rap that 24, ain't gotta convince niggas
Early pimping, throw like Blake Griffin, lips zip it
Niggas gossip like it's tradition
These bitches can't drive my car
The melt engine, hell's risen
Ride Diablo to a baptism, he Christian
Fear none but God, kill all except women and children
I don't testify, not in my interest
Persistence, diligence,
The skill I bring can feed the hunger man
Got the whole world, fill 'em on my brand,
But they won't mention it!
You afraid of my accomplishments
You a bitch,… gotta a take it for my bitch with a laser
And she just wishing for a genie in the bottle
This is not a novel,
We no feel for sorrow, and we shine tomorrow
Super dollars like a super lotto, shooting at your collar
Now you sipping soup to swallow
Go throwing in the towel
Our time is narrow,
But we devour everything we offer
Then pop it up but drink and blow a sake
Mr. Kick shit Myiagi!
(Wax on, wax off)
Ferrari, she gonna lick the lolly
I am not the baby boy…
Laughing at yo clown …, you bust into you
I got arsenal, time to give to be impossible
Option two, embarrass you,
I just choose what God would do
Can't waste my time on you!

Fuckers can't rhyme no more
About crime no more
Made so much money at home, didn't even tour
My fans waiting, saving up for greatness, I appreciate it
Let's get back to basics!
Well done, well done, well done!