[Verse]: XatoKai

Niggas acting catty with me, I’mma take ‘em to the vet

They be looking tacky, I’mma stick ‘em up, that’s on the set

Tell ‘em “Run they pockets” like they running from the police

We can get it poppin’, BNS, we runnin’ so deep

(It’s Based Negative Squad) I been working crazy, putting hours up with no sleep

I could flip your bitch, she wanna come and fuck the whole team

Purple suit on like a pimp, I’m looking like some codeine

I be fleecing niggas for they money, bruh, I’m so mean

You can never catch me out in public with no G-Shock

I been putting pain into the street, I make the beat rock

Haters smoking rerock

Cannot find the G-Spot

Wherever BNS be posted up, that be the G Spot

(Bitch, I’m based and negative) I can run her down in 60 minutes, call me Tanya Simon

Woulda thought they oiled up the pussy how when niggas sliding

I’mma keep the pinky, you can keep the fucking brain, hoe

Stressing out these niggas on the block, then start to chain smoke

Bald headed black bitch, she kinda look like Frozone (Where’s my super suit?!)

Xato don’t discriminate, she in bed with no clothes on

Make ‘em give up all they money like I’m Netanyahu

Asking “Who invited to the party?” Nigga, not you!

Shawty said she finna bring her friend, she went and brought two

You the type to brag to bitches, saying that I fought you

Xato don’t be fighting niggas, [?] money on the strap

When they see me coming niggas pivot, turn to running backs

Gang saw your ass get beat, you not coming back

Paid a band for fashion with the Glock, get your money back

All my haters sweeter than the cinnamon and applejacks

You don’t got direction in your life, you using Apple maps

Pound for Pound champ in the sheets, I rock the bedpost

She don’t know you there, when you be in it, you a damn ghost

I’m riding on the coast with rich bitches in Armani coats

He don’t got no commas, know your ass been living in a coach

Hit a money spread, when you can’t, man, I thought so

Why the fuck you talking when you know your ass is so broke?

Broker than your jaw when you cross Xato, I’m a cutthroat

Try stacking the bread instead of paying bitches car notes

Never in your life you’ll see me paying bitches car note

Only time you’ll see me’s in the bar wearing a dark coat

Don’t attract attention in the spot

I’m the silent one unless you start tripping, barrel kicking, I’mma light the gun

All you hear is ‘boom’ from the tool, making niggas sprint

Hit a lick and disappear, I’m burning off my fingerprints

Niggas love to hate me, but it’s cool, I fuck they little miss

I know they in they feelings, make a nigga drive right off a cliff

Make ‘em suicidal like he Biggie but it’s not a thought

I could rob the Federal Reserve and I’m not getting caught

Swear these niggas acting like some girls, I know they never fought a nigga in they life, they so quick to grab the pipe

They like me, acting like my sons, nigga, who yo’ daddy is? (Oh, yes Daddy!)

Shawty let me fuck the first night, cannot have my kids

I’mma bust a nut and then I leave, that’s just how it is

Bitch, I’m BNS, based life, don’t know any other

Anybody hating BNS, I know they from the gutter

I come from the major leagues, Xato quick to pull the slugger

Can’t intimidate me, niggas make me laugh like Chris Tucker

Holding all these niggas on my back, I’m feeling like the trucker

[Outro]

B-N-S

B-B-N-S

B-B-B-N-S

It’s Based Negative Squad, you stupid bitch