Everlasting Bass / Blue Hundreds*

By Veeze

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[Intro: Veeze]

(Day-day-day-day-day-day-daytime)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Dayt—)


[Verse 1: Veeze]

My niggas got watches like Beatrice and 'nem

Cuban links, diamond tennis links, all on my twin

We did take yo' whole gang, never call you again

Pour the lean up on stage, they start clappin' they hands

Lil' brodie trimmed out, caught a hat with no mask

I done bought the whole store, I used to shop through the glass

Five bands on my ass, I went Chrome on the pants

Quarter mil' lean tab, coulda bought me a Phantom

My lil' bitch a big brat, I say no, she get mad

These young niggas be hatin' bad, I do shit that they can't

I don't give a fuck if it's Stacey Dash, treat that bitch like a strag'

Pull up seventy, car's a M, park that bitch on the grass

I'm 'bout to pour up nigga rent, gettin' high with Lil Dann

So many points around our neck, score like Kevin Durant

I showed up with baby bottle, bitch start pattin' my back

I don't give a fuck about Obama, I like Benjamin better


[Bridge: Veeze]

Make her fuck lil' bro just 'cause I said so

Me and gang walk in, same chains, Death Row

Let all these real niggas home, kill these niggas that's tellin' though

I done killed the game so bad, couldn't even bring my cellphone

Bitch, I'm gon' be dead and gone 'fore the day I'm dead broke

Hunnid bands is all blue, call that shit that dead locs

Rylo just walked in, shit, like ten diamond tennis, bro

My wrist just like orange-green, shit look like a cantaloupe


[Verse 2: Rylo Rodriguez]

I'm sharper than a needle, kid, this outfit came from antidote

Amount that I withdrew out from the bank can't fit in the envelope

The beef can't be that serious, nobody dead, they havin' friendly smoke

That bullshit that niggas droppin', I can't believe you had that in your notes

Fein' in school, we only had three drugs, we count the plug up

I'm just tryna serve anybody, or count a drug bust

30 on my hip, it keep on wrinkling my shirt up

Hope you know the [?], right there ain't worth much

Every other show we switchin' bitches like I'm Vivian

Turnt up to the max, see, I can’t come from off a Philly bench

If I ever go to jail, I have the drank man take my visit in

He said he wouldn't rat, but he did, his ass a hypocrite

She say that she love me, do I believe her? Just a little bit

Say I'm the only nigga she fuckin', do I believe her? Not a little bit

Don't even think you'll find an IG model ho that crew ain't hit

Just 'cause she got ass shots and lip fillers, still ho, you ain't shit

This a BP TrackHawk, drop it off to Herman, make it faster

This a push start, I could tuck the key in my pocket like DJ Wagner

This a push start, I could tuck the key in my pocket like Rob Dillingham

Take off the cap, these niggas be playing like they the plug, when they the middle man