BASSLINE!

Guess I'm addicted to calling your number on Facetime Told me your mom said I call you like we're on a date Guess I'm addicted to telling you about my day girl And I don't really like when you don't go and show your face You the only one who like all my natural curls Swear you a Swear you a natural woman Everything I said I couldn't You said Della go and do it You only said that as jokes Only one to call me Andrew Only one who knew my dance moves Only one Only one I never had a girl who liked to listen when I went on tangents Yea till I found you Till I found you Yea you're living proof of love to me I never had Till I found you Till I found you Yea you're living proof of You know the music in the way yea You know the music in the way yea You know the music in the way of our Living proof of love to me Know the music in the way yea Know the music in the way yea Know the music in the way Yea you're living proof of love to me

Bassline They wanna know if I'm making a profit The money I'm plotting on it I put the block on it Yea I swear imma stop running Once I make the perfect breakbeat And find a sample to chop on it Or I can just make my own melodies Y'all got me out of the dungeon To prove that my pen game staying evergreen

Y'all got me out of the dungeon To prove that my pen game staying evergreen Man fuck these corny producers Taking a loop Then they act like they produced it Fuck all these bum ass rappers Swear they don't know a thing about the music I swear they're basically useless They just got weed and an attitude Get the fuck out of the booth And get your ass back in school bitch

Get the fuck out my face bitch Get the fuck out my face bitch Get the fuck out my face bitch Get the fuck out my face bitch Get the fuck out my face bitch

I'm way to turnt I don't know what to do