bass face

You want me on your track, go make a couple racks
Then come back when it's completed and I'll talk about that
Wait, you want my old shit?
No can do cos right now I'm tryna make them tunes that make the bass flip
Yeah, I give man that bass face now
You hear them foghorns behind me, it leaves a certain taste up in your mouth
I've always had a love for dirty beats straight from the UK's streets
But now I christen them like a d&b priest

You see I've taken the dive now
Went to hell and back and well I guess I'm that guy now
Switched up in everything but I can still throw it back when I want to give you a taste of my old style
You can not tell me that this isn't a mad beat
I know I got your face turning fucking madly
I bet you're thinking what is going on but I know you're vibing to this shit
I know that cos I make moves precisely

I was thinking how the fuck will I flow to this
But I trust in myself, I know I'll be too cold with it
Oh mad this drop is crazy
Imma dip for a sec, go smoke something hazy
I'm back again g
You got them racks increased, I'm freshly frazzed, let's fuck up a beat
Or lets fuck up a neek
I don't care which one I'm trying to pattern up something unique
I wanna see gun fingers in the air
Look at me man, do you think that I care?
I wanna run this place up
Let's get some new sound up in here and throw mandem over there
Get the mandem outta here, outta there
Get the ravers in the mosh to appear
I'll volunteer as a engeineer to fix up the vibes missing in here, huh

You want me on your track, go make a couple racks
Then come back when it's completed and I'll talk about that
Wait, you want my old shit?
No can do cos right now I'm tryna make them tunes that make the bass flip
Yeah, I give man that bass face now
You hear them foghorns behind me, it leaves a certain taste up in your mouth
I've always had a love for dirty beats straight from the UK's streets
But now I christen them like a d&b priest