Bassline Lyrics

Haha, yeah

She think I'm polarizing how I split the pole today

I caught another one fishing, Arizonacate

Pockets hurt from overeating

Denims fitting Coi Leray

Benefit of being independent? I avoid delay

Don't get me wrong, I'm still trying to get up out the state

Can't be breaking bread with you niggas

Find another plate

And when I'm gone, you still wonder why we don't relate

And I still wonder why you hit me for another date

The build up be the worst part of it all

And I feel so much or it's nothing at all

I don't want another day where I got no one to call

It's like my temper's the same color as leaves in the fall

Always acting like you knowing it all

Going back and forth with me baby you know how to ball

Came from obsessive and went straight to appalled

It's like every other month we get our feelings involved

You won't leave it up for discussion

A pretty face, but no good at bluffing

I've got more than enough on my plate

Let's quit the games, get straight to the fucking

Introduce the bassline, erupting

We blowing up bigger than Pompeii

Ass up, baby got her face down

She don't like the texting, she do better with the face time

My Calvin's look a little better on a smaller waistline

And I can see right through you when you look at me with glazed eyes

So we back to it, is we past it?

Won't bring it back up again, Bae let's burn it up like matchsticks

Then we can't pretend, we indulged in the theatrics

Then she come again, think I need another mattress

Acting bat shit

Subliminally ratchet

Why can't I get past it?

I'm way too forgiving for the worst you could imagine

Reflecting on the past tense

Cleaning up my actions

Quit making excuses for shitty things as a habit

Always acting like you knowing it all

Going back and forth with me baby you know how to ball

Came from obsessive and went straight to appalled

It's like every other month we get our feelings involved

You won't leave it up for discussion

A pretty face, but no good at bluffing

I've got more than enough on my plate

Let's quit the games, get straight to the fucking

Introduce the bassline, erupting

We blowing up bigger than Pompeii

Oh, I'll do what it takes