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Ag Producer - Basement Lyrics

[Chorus: Famouss Alb]
Down on my ass, smokin' that gas, yeah, down in the basement
Roll up a blunt, you know what's up, yeah, now I'm gon' face it
See I see his chain, I like that shit, wait, I might just take it
I'm fucking his bitch back at my crib, yeah she getting naked

[Verse 1: Famouss Alb]
Give me phone don't break it
Fucking the bitch, she crazy
Get this bag, I get it daily
I'm fucking a bitch she wan' have a baby
I might go cop that Mercedes, yeah
Off the perc get lazy, yeah
Seen a lot of shit, so don't be thinking you can play me, yeah
Up in the whip and I [?]
Fuck that bitch, don't hear shit all
Don't be acting like you know me, you don't know me I ain't heard of
I'm off the porch, I need a Porsche
Watch this shit like Motorsport
[?]
I got the fame, yeah fame like Tory

[Chorus: Famouss Alb]
Down on my ass, smokin' that gas, yeah, down in the basement
Roll up a blunt, you know what's up, yeah, now I'm gon' face it
See I see his chain, I like that shit, wait, I might just take it
I'm fucking his bitch back at my crib, yeah she getting naked
[Verse 2: LB Spiffy]
I might just take his chain, ha
Nigga tryna look for that shit
It might just be at the back of the Lane
Niggas thinking shit is a game and it's not
Nigga like me fell in love with the guwop
Young nigga flex shit, feel like the Rock
Niggas broke still ask for a spot
Bro whip up the pot and he say shit hot
Niggas still gon' say what they gon' do when they not
I won't chain down this money 'bout to get it couldn't get caught
[?]
Bitch, I love my block

[Chorus: Famouss Alb]
Down on my ass, smokin' that gas, yeah, down in the basement
Roll up a blunt, you know what's up, yeah, now I'm gon' face it
See I see his chain, I like that shit, wait, I might just take it
I'm fucking his bitch back at my crib, yeah she getting naked

[Verse 3: Kz Flexy]
Nah, I don't really do relations
Shawty, I don't got the patience
I'm switching the love for my old shit
All this shit act like I can take it
I'm a problem, this embraces
Fuck the rules I disrespected
Everyday I learn my lesson
All the smoke it touch my brain
Bro said pop a perc, ease the pain
Can't be walking 'round with no grain
Glock shoot him [?]
Hit a lick it ain't a game
[Chorus: Famouss Alb]
Down on my ass, smokin' that gas, yeah, down in the basement
Roll up a blunt, you know what's up, yeah, now I'm gon' face it
See I see his chain, I like that shit, wait, I might just take it
I'm fucking his bitch back at my crib, yeah she getting naked