Basstard

By Svcce

Released on June 24, 2020

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[Verse 1]

Pickin' up killin', thinkin' like am I film in?

Like probably ridin' around million kinds of violent misses

So what the fuck I feelin'?

I fallin' (Woo), I liftin' (Woo)

And there is no (Woo) tiny trippin'

And I get it, mean, type of winnin'

Type of deal and double D on that beat, man ($vcce)

I don't need that fame, I don't need to claim

I don't feel the pain, I don't need to pay

Give a D not for me, deeper than I may

Me VS history, like PD was VS to PE, takin' easy way

Word to Kid, that's AWGE, DVD (Aye)

And AC and DC (Aye) on my T

This MC - fake, be piss in (sing) M-I-C

Sayin' sick play

They gonna wait like EA

Get prepared, do you see flame?

I got a big rank

Then don't need any feat or a big bank, bitch

Like Im bein' that bastard I wanna be

Pardon my madam

Get no damn McLaren or Phantom

I might be probably not silent

I might be ridin' to barrel all problems


[Chorus]

Random pickin', not my problem

Keep them people's aim in London

Was taught by some goats from Harlem

Fuck that shit you want from me

All my life made up of fun though

Lotta probs 'n shit around though

People trainin' me n other

I'm that bastard I wanna be

Random pickin', not my problem

Keep them people's aim in London

Was taught by some goats from Harlem

Fuck that shit you want from me

All my life made up of fun though

Lotta probs 'n shit around though

People trainin' me n other

I'm that bastard I wanna be


[Verse 2]

Oh, damn (Hol' up)

Oh, damn (Hol' up)

Lotta drippin', drip way

Get them j's and dope wang

Call me dopeman, third name(Woo)

Aye, feelin' bass

I don't need a break

I won't feelin' brake

I go to the rave

Then don't touch my j's

Them outvalue your face

The same bracelet


[Chorus]

Random pickin', not my problem

Keep them people's aim in London

Was taught by some goats from Harlem

Fuck that shit you want from me

All my life made up of fun though

Lotta probs 'n shit around though

People trainin' me n other

I'm that bastard I wanna be

Random pickin', not my problem

Keep them people's aim in London

Was taught by some goats from Harlem

Fuck that shit you want from me

All my life made up of fun though

Lotta probs 'n shit around though

People trainin' me n other

I'm that bastard I wanna be