[Verse 1]
Yeah
Bau
Sipping on some shit that I got last week yeah don’t speak
Haven’t reached my peak
And my girl got that perfect physique
And she make my shit burn like snapchat streak like woah
Putting mems in a box like an antique
Y’all too young like Bambi
Now I gotta a girl and she’s sweet like candy
She got a house on the beach like sandy
Take off in my whip like a jet
No sweat
Got a side bitch no threat
Got him on a leash like a pet
Take him to the vet
Hunting down this shit like I’m Boba Fett yeah
Going in and outta dеbt
Upset
Make a bet
Go to bеd and I see your silhouette
Wake up reset
Got a baddie from Marquette
And I’m playing on this flow like a clarinet yeah bitch uh
[Chorus]
Step up to the baseline
Fuck it imma splash that shit like it’s fine wine
Keep my friends close like the bloodline
Splash on that shit yeah I think I hit the goldmine
Cross up your bitch like the state line
Always on time like it’s dateline
Man she looking good by the waistline
Splash on that shit like it’s high tide
Man she looking good by the bedside woah
[Verse 2]
Fuck it Imma get it
Imma get it till I win it
Yeah start at the beginning
Fucking thinning all you bitches
And I’m spitting
Fucking chilling
Fucking spending all my money
Bitches treated like a queen but they ugly
Man they acting like they don’t wanna plug me
And they rapping like they think they’re above me
Fucking funny how they think they gone touch me
Fucking funny how they think they gone judge me
Rapping so damn hard need some fucking money ahh
[Chorus]
Step up to the baseline
Fuck it imma splash that shit like it’s fine wine
Keep my friends close like the bloodline
Splash on that shit yeah I think I hit the goldmine
Cross up your bitch like the state line
Always on time like it’s dateline
Man she looking good by the waistline
Splash on that shit like it’s high tide
Man she looking good by the bedside (bedside) woah
[Verse 3]
Back in MKE
Got the girl so close got it feeling like it’s 3-D
Moved out got me feeling free
Took a hit now I’m floating like debris
This shit so cold can’t disagree
I can’t disagree when I’m on the beat
And I’ve felt the cheat but I’m still complete
I’m making this heat with a flow that’s neat bitch
Got the flow so neat bitch
Got me feeling lit bitch
Light another shit and then I’ll take another hit bitch
Put it on the card and I’ll buy another fit bitch
Counting up the steps to the top like a fitbit
Like a fitbit
I’ve been writing shit cause I wanna spit it
I’ve been making money moves cause I wanna get it
And I won’t quit
Too lit I’ll admit it
Tan walls tan walls mother fucking tan walls
I’ve been in a box fucking trying to detox naw
They ain’t the song but this is the tape
Still here I’m back no disintegrate
And she got the shape
I got one escape
One thing to take
Don’t pump the brakes
Made some mistakes that I can’t erase
And this ain’t a race but imma end up in first place
Spit shit again I gotta rip it again
Playing with the pen and the pad when I’m mad or I’m sad or I’m glad
But I’ll splash this shit and I’ll stack
Hundreds and fifties all over your back
Just playing shit smacks
I'm right on track for this shit to be a comeback
[Chorus]
Step up to the baseline
Fuck it imma splash that shit like it’s fine wine
Keep my friends close like the bloodline
Splash on that shit yeah I think I hit the goldmine
Cross up your bitch like the state line
Always on time like it’s dateline
Man she looking good by the waistline
Splash on that shit like it’s high tide
Man she looking good by the bedside woah