Tech N9ne

Bass Ackwards

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Mange Strusic! Bang bou yitch!
Follow me now see, check it out
I say: this song is dedicated to the ball droppers
But I'mma switch the letters around and say drall boppers!
We coming to get ya so get the message to all coppers
That you need protection or you better have ch'all yoppers!

What a shame when a thang blast at ya
Cause you're lame you're a dame slash actor
These dudes are ho's from screws to toes
They choose to go bass ackwards

Tecca Nina bout to hit 'em wit the woop wop
Now the barrel of my governor is hoo tot
Cause you the type that'll get your whole shew crot
Loud mouth nigga trippin' thinking that he Putac
Got a strong hand, I'm a mown gran
Little boy, now you fuckin' with the clong wran
Oh you just showboatin'? It's over now y'all can quit
Cause you can get it for something mere as shalkin' tit

Just a cone phall, then it's on y'all
Fuck around and get ya dome sawed off a brone stawl
I can't wait to hear ya squeal and holler
How you set trippin' when you got a multi-dillion mollars, nigga
Stupid, such a sucker
Nuck figgas always got to make a totha bruch her
Never had no problem takin' down another buster
Cause they be doin' shit bass ackwards futhamucka

I'm Yo Gotti, the drug dealer
I'm Yo Gotti, the thug nigga
I'm Yo Gotti, my own hitter
And if you wanna ODX, then say Yo Gotti the plug, nigga
I've been getting money for a long time
You've been bangin' throwing up the wrong sign
Pussy ass nigga, you a cross gender
Fuck boy, you a ho nigga
And you remind me of my ho, nigga
Nothin' I hate worser than a broke nigga

Got a Tec-9, and an AK, and an FN
Got a white Vette, and a white Ghost, and a white Benz
I ain't runnin' with niggas, 'less I'm gettin' money with niggas
I don't act funny with niggas, keep it a hundred with niggas
Kept a thousand with niggas
I ran in houses with niggas
I put in work with the squad, we even sold flour to niggas
But, fuck

Bass ackwards, synonymous with rappers
All these niggas claiming maintaining that they factors
When'd you push a package? When'd you ever clap shit?
All these niggas talking ain't done nothing but this rap shit
Reason why I shook this place and had to find some space before
I killed one of these rap niggas and ate they fucking face
Outta place in this rap game, biggest mistake I ever made
Hit rewind and de-line, deleting everything I layed
Far from a rap nigga, I don’t lie for fun
Fuck fame, and fuck you, and fuck him, and her too
Nina called the big dog, I had to breathe smoke
But Yo Gotti and Big Scoob and this ain’t 'bout dope?
Bass Ackwards

These niggas ass backwards
She let me hit that ass backwards
Pussy niggas act hard, get killed for bad acting
Trigger man laughin
It's funny how this shit go
Redrum was the case that they gave me
I sipped slow and stumbled down a slipped slope
I could hide the chopper in the trench coat
Tunechi go berserk in this bitch

Spellin' stressed backwards, dessert with my shit
I'm reversing this shit
My double R & R, I park on the curb in this bitch
The money, I'm submerged in this shit
So frankly, I'm stalking Ben Franklin
I am Wayne Carter, oops, I meant Cayne Warter
Cocaine on back order
Flip you ass backwards
Bitch you are bass ackwards if you think that's awkward
Strange Music

Writer/s: Seven,Lil Wayne, Yo Gotti & Big Scoob