Bass Bumping - Azazicc (Prod. Sinato)

[Intro]
Damn, feeling a little dazed…
Club got my head spinning…
Still gonna go in regardless, drop fat rhymes on this beat cuz I’m heartless
Can’t dim the fire you’re the one that start this, watch this a top chart hit

Rolling up to the club in my Honda
Shits pretty busted but I’m drippy like lasagna
Walk in meet a German girl named Yolanda
Ten minutes later she be on my anaconda
Fuck, but I’m off of that
Took ten minutes to get her on my lap
But bust in one now I’m gone and scat
Freaky foreign females got me wack - ack
Ack ack heart attack
If you do too much the line goes flat
But that’s what we live for, pushing the limits
Blood alcohol content in the double digits
Make sure to smoke up, that’s gaseous fitness
Tweakers sleep on streets, so I’m just a fidget
Yea my brain spinning, but I stay winning
Do drugs like me that’s how you get women

Clearly, I got them kneeling
5” 3’ beast, I touch the ceiling
Fear me, I got them heeling
Stop and drop, got the hottest dealings
Really, I got ‘em, stealing
Toeing hoes, like I’m just reeling
Hear me, I got them squealing
Rhymes divine, damn so appealing

Slob knobs hogging hogs
Hawk for cocks, noggin clogged
Knock and cock them playing Rock‘em Sock‘em
Pack their ass then pack their coffins
After that leave them hardly walking
Tit for tat I go bat for these snacks
Tail so long call me Cat in the Hat
Rail so long trans-Siberian track
Caboose got them Indian, pile on back

I’m a damn elite, in with a plan
And my damn meat is up in your man
Next minute later I be smokin’ a gram
One for the weed and one for your nan
I am, the one who wins
I am, the son who sins
Like damn, that gun that spins
A revolver six, a revolver six

Shots that I take and I do ‘em quick
Choke ‘em down like your husbands dick
He's lovin’ it, I’m rubbin’ it
Come pretty soon he be shovin’ it

Like them fatty cakes the patty way
Been sackin’ ass since Pack N Play
Pullin’ baddy babes and fags for days
Yall rap acts crap I make actor pay

Cash so fat got my ass all drippy
Clothes got hoes tryna licky on my dicky
Rippy and sippy ‘til I be acting all trippy
But that itty bitty committee got me suckin’ the nippy
Suckin’ the nippy or shuckin’ the tippy
Either way if they hippy I’ll be cuckin’ you quickly
Cuz my mission in the kitchen is be guttin’ them chickies
Like the chicken I be lickin’ after I get ‘em all strippy, ay