Powers Pleasant, Bas, Maxo Kream, Erick The Architect and Kenny Mason - Overseas

Maxo, Maxo Kream
(got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)
Clicc Gang, bang

Slug on my neck like aqua (hey)
Plug and connect like WiFi (hey, hey)
Sippin' codeine like a Fanta (whoa)
Mixin' that lean like tie-dye (whoa, whoa)
Fuck a nigga bitch like ha-ha (hey, okay, ha)
Gun on my hip like fye, fye (okay, hey, break it down)
My whip, a old school artifact (bring it up, set it up)
My bitch, yellow like Kyla Pratt (set it off, hey)

Regular bitch like cardio (uh-huh)
Takin' mushrooms like Mario
Water on my neck like Fiji, uh (uh-huh)
Takin' mushrooms, Luigi, yeah (goddamn)
Ten one ten, my body, yo (uh-huh)
Stuntin' on pies like Domino (correct)
Pack disappear, Houdini (get gone)
Pack get gone like wa-pa (damn)
Servin' that syrup like ah-ha (whoa)
Move them birds like Popeye (whoa, whoa)
No Dior belt, no Prada (hey)
Diamonds do the cha-cha (hey, hey)
Porno flick like Ray J (weigh up, back up)
New bitch look like Kim K (set it up, bando)
She black and white like Kid 'n Play (Maxo, Maxo)
She yellow bone like Lisa Ray (Maxo, Maxo)

Slug on my neck like aqua (bling)
Plug and connect like WiFi (goddamn)
Sippin' codeine like a Fanta (drank)
Mixin' that lean like tie-dye (krill)
Fuck a nigga bitch like ha-ha (hey, hey)
Gun on my hip like fye, fye (hey, hey)
My whip, a old school artifact (bring it down, hey, bring it up, hey)
My bitch, yellow like Kyla Pratt (set it up, hey, set it off)

H-double-O-D-R-A-T
A-R paint like A-R-T (brrt)
Put it straight in my C-A-R-T
Who the J-M-I-E-R-A? Me
Y'all better pre-P-A-R-E
P-R-A-Y for A-I-D
Bitch, I made myself like AI key
Put cader sides on the K-I-D
Peaches hit my account like A-Rod
3K hit my account like "Hey Ya"
She say I'm in her spot like a lot
Now she wanna see my trap like K-pop
My nigga caught a bust on K-Mart
My niggas cause a whole lotta chaos
My niggas at your door like Avon
Nigga, my flow so fire, it's a séance
My pit chewin' on human bones
My bitch put it in human clothes
On vacation, UFOs
All that flashin' get you exposed
Droppin' that top like Georgia Dome
Carry that mop like George at home
Audemar like artifacts
Big dog, I shat on all these cats

Slug on my neck like aqua (bling)
Plug and connect like WiFi (goddamn)
Sippin' codeine like a Fanta (drank)
Mixin' that lean like tie-dye (krill)
Fuck a nigga bitch like ha-ha (hey, hey)
Gun on my hip like fye, fye (hey, hey)
My whip, a old school artifact (bring it down, hey, bring it up, hey)
My bitch, yellow like Kyla Pratt (set it up, hey, set it off) (ayy)

I'm big in my city, they all know it though
Only option is to run they pockets like it's cardio
Zaza in my hands, my fingers icey if I roll a bid
I am one of one, I shake the summer with the coldest G
They know I'm flee
Bomb strike, runnin' out of state, help me jump the gate
I move away, bend the block, my partners tell me stop the tape
God gave me grace, dwellin' on the state, change of pace
Fuck them jakes, we ain't sweatin' fakes, we authenticate

Slug on my neck like aqua (bling)
Plug and connect like WiFi
Sippin' codeine like a Fanta (drank)
Mixin' that lean like tie-dye
Fuck a nigga bitch like ha-ha (hey)
Gun on my hip like fye, fye (hey)
My whip, a old school artifact (bring it down, hey)
My bitch, yellow like Kyla Pratt (set it up, hey)

Get off my nuts please, girl, you on me
Shawty try and fuck me, I don't want it
Pussy like a fast-ball, down the middle
She said, hit it with the mask of, just a little
Listen, if you was the last dog in the kennel
I still wouldn't blast off
Kick the aisle and hit the low, I know I still make last call
Holdin' on, pray the pros outweigh the cons
Pray my bro don't play the con
It ain't all that it seems, hard as it seems
Show you how to break a bond
Back and forth like a game of pong
Seeing back-stabbing like it's Game of Thrones
But I'm back snappin' with my latest poems, Basi
haters know him
They gotta acknowledge the greatest goin'
They clock from a distance, they watch my condition
They copy but thinkin' I stay informed
I been poppin' since niggas was minions
I'm a popular nigga, but stay informed
Ran up a tab in a hundred cities
But it's really this merc got me feelin' foreign
What you tryin' do? Basi

Written by:
Abbas Hamad, Edwin Kenneth Green Jr., Emekwanem Ogugua Biosah Jr., Erick Elliott, Powers Pleasant

Publisher:
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