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[chorus: ripaxgxst]
ayy, she said that the bass too loud, shut up, i can’t f*cking hear it
i found her in the crowd, took her backstage, we can f*ck in here
bags, bags, bags, bags, bags, you can get it all
took some time to hit my peak like an edible
talking all that trash, but the trash is your catalogue
you ain’t never made a hit, you should go record

[verse 1: ripaxgxst]
talkin’ like you know some sh*t ’bout music, you don’t seem sharp
i done seen the vision ’bout this music sh*t, i see sharp
i got b*tches in my dms, sayin’ i deserve the charts
i’ma keep it real, its outta my hands, i trust in god
ho, you are mistaken, we might need a pause
do not hit my phone unless it’s money talk
really n0body, thesе b*tches treatin’ me likе i’m a boss
step into my crip, you need a map or you might get lost
i be stacking the paper like a printer, baby
i got seven b*tches in my car like sprinter, baby
i ain’t even know how to write an l, i’m a winner, baby
i’ma hit this blunt, you can find me on the ceiling, baby
geeked out, all this cash, i need some more
i ain’t need no sad b*tch in my crip, ho, take an adderall
she be f*cked up on percys, she scratching on the wall
f*ck, ho, go to rehab, you need some withdrawals
[chorus: ripaxgxst]
ayy, she said that the bass too loud, shut up, i can’t f*cking hear it
i found her in the crowd, took her backstage, we can f*ck in here
bags, bags, bags, bags, bags, you can get it all
took some time to hit my peak like an edible
talking all that trash, but the trash is your catalogue
you ain’t never made a hit, you should go record

[verse 2: imnotvrycreative]
yeah, another nail in the coffin
that sh*t had me sick, like i was coughing
this ain’t new to me, like, sh*t, i do it often
he the green eyed monster when it come to the pockets
can’t rush, let the route go scenic
ain’t about bread, well, i probably don’t need it
said “the bass too loud”, won’t turn it down, what are you thinkin’?
see he wanna try it, for your sake you should rethink it
yeah, you ain’t swimming, boy, you sinking
we could talk a lot, ain’t saying nothing with some meaning
want the bread, want the cheese like cheezitz
you gon’ need a miracle, and, sh*t, i ain’t jesus
yeah, green paper, kelp, oh
nah he ain’t ya neighbor, but he pop up on ya, h*llo
i ain’t tryna relax, why would i get mellow?
ran it back, relapse, pull strings, cello, yeah
[bridge: ripaxgxst]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: ripaxgxst]
ayy, she said that the bass too loud, shut up, i can’t f*cking hear it
i found her in the crowd, took her backstage, we can f*ck in here
bags, bags, bags, bags, bags, you can get it all
took some time to hit my peak like an edible
talking all that trash, but the trash is your catalogue
you ain’t never made a hit, you should go record
ayy, she said that the bass too loud, shut up, i can’t f*cking hear it
i found her in the crowd, took her backstage, we can f*ck in here
bags, bags, bags, bags, bags, you can get it all
took some time to hit my peak like an edible
talking all that trash, but the trash is your catalogue
you ain’t never made a hit, you should go record

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