Lady X

BA$$IC lyrics


[Speaking in the beginning: LADY X]

Its money, its money, its money over everything

Its money, its money, its money over everything

Its money, its money, its money over everything

What you mean it’s okay to be basic?

Over everything basic

It’s never okay to be basic!

Over everything basic

Matter fact you can call me anything

That’s over everything basic

But you bet not call me basic!

It’s Lady X!

That’s over everything basic


[Verse I: LADY X]

I am the top and bottom of mothaf*ckin everything

Done passed up the small money and a few wedding rings

Been across the board you can crown me thrice

Basically I flex and lave em on ice no lifeline

No lifetime, but this a story bout a cold chic

In her primes spittin’ rhymes like crimes pulled at licks

Pink toes wanna know how it feels to be basic

I don’t even know, I stay away, I don’t comprehend

Ok you a go-getter, I’m a go got it

I don’t chase money, got it crawlin’ outta pockets

No red dot, silence for a dead man walkin

Get it hoe

(shhh)

When you hear this money talkin’

Cause its money over everything basic

Money over everything

Money over everything

Its money over everything basic

Money over everything

Money over everything


[HOOK: LADY X]

B-A double dolla sign IC you want this

B-A double dolla sign IC you want that

B-A double dolla sign IC you want this

B-A double dolla sign IC you want that

That basic sh*t

I can’t have that baby (nope)

That basic sh*t

I won’t have that baby (get outta here)

That basic sh*t

I can’t have that baby (nope)

That basic sh*t

I won’t have that baby (get outta here)


[Verse II: LADY X]

I got the block hot but Clark Kent rollies to lay low

Act a damsel, no ID when I superman my cash flow

Sweet face but I’m a royalized a** hole to those who move slow

Whatever you do, don’t come home broke

Excuse me if I boss up when the beat drops

But I been ten toes deep since before the game went weak sauce

I’m not here to save but I’m sayin

Know the rules or cut the loss

I wasn’t born with wings but I’m built for take off

My ears pop, I’m too high, living on this thrown man

Rude altitudes, treat my doe like a grown man

Show him a little ‘til he gives me all of it

I mean all of it, think I’m greedy if you basic

It’s not incidental that I’m a hustle chic

Look around me, even my neighbors is rich

Cause its money over everything basic

Money over everything, money over everything


[HOOK]