Cardiak Flames - Basic (feat. "O")

Cardi
Easy
Baby
C'mon
I've been fly a long time
Pressure applied a long time, that guy a long time
I take a crap on they raps
Light a match to the track, niggas whack, how they gon' act
You might be in it but it's rented
Every corner I'ma bend it, something you ain't even know was invented
This ain't the real game, just a scrimmage
Y'all struggle to make a rhymes, I'm slam Dunkin' in the layup line
I bring the pain with the mid-range
Barbecue from the arc, nigga, all flame
Thorough nigga, nope, I don't need Balmain
Gucci or Louis to pull up on y'all main
She bang with me on the strength of who I be
Dig my ghost, tell me all about you, doin' the most
Big man, sweet stroke, Patrick Ewing in post
And she glad to put on them big white knee Pads
Y'all niggas basic...basic, basic
When it speaks for itself, you ain't never gotta
Say shit, you ain't gotta say a word
Y'all niggas down to earth, we on some out of
Space shit, we on another level you know
The motherfuckin' best, that's what y'all niggas
Faced with...gone face it
Y'all niggas basic
I'm on my job all day, you niggas
Is all play, I'm preparing for June all May
You wanna hear that G shit? Come up
Off that flea shit, nobody harder than me, shit
If they want it, tell 'em, come on with the come on
Smart nigga, all I need is a beat to get Dumb on
I got a table big enough to put you crumbs on
Temperature scorch hotter than you, nigga, what it do
I don't just talk it, man, I live it too
Lames is mad, thorough niggas is livid too
Need them Nielsen numbers, I ain't talkin' Bridgette fool
Or Brigitte, you Reese's cups are sweet
Y'all oodles of noodles, oriental flavor
I don't write shit, don't need a Bic or a pencil shaver
Classics, and they all up in my head homie
Ass kicks, no fist, all in what I said homie
Y'all niggas basic...basic, face it
When it speaks for itself, you ain't never gotta
Say shit, say shit, say a word
Y'all niggas down to earth, we on some out of
Space shit, we on another level right now
The motherfuckin' best, that's what y'all niggas
Faced with...gone face it
Y'all niggas basic
The last installment y'all get
Somebody buy a big enough toilet, y'all shit
That's with respect all do
Much love, but this rap shit, homie, ain't for you
I mean, did your actual calling fall through
I'm tryna understand some of the shit y'all do
It's all true, you ball, I ball too
Just not in the same league, nor travel the same speed
We on another level right now
Last of a dying breed
Basic, face it

Written by:
Matthew Covington Jr., Robert Calland

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