Lyrics Back to the Basics - Ugly God

Uhh
Back to the basics, my middle name Jason
I'm dark like the basement, yo bitch give me face on an everyday basis
I never had braces, I don't fuck with Satan
My new bitch an Asian (Uhh), we take a vacation
You sweet like a raisin, I'm fly like a raven
I might make some cajun, I fuck with Caucasians
My dick game amazing, get served like a patient
Fuck Aeropostale, my new bitch a model
I might read a novel, you soft like a waffle
Got bands in my wallet, I walk with a wobble
These niggas gon' talk, but these niggas won't squabble
I feel like Madonna (Uhh), I'm countin' these commas
I'm hot like a sauna, I fuck on yo momma
I pull out that choppa, it sing like an opera
I eat it like pasta, I'm deep in her tonsils (Uhh)

Back to the basics (Back to the basics)
Back to the basics (Brr, bih)
Back to the basics (Pss pss)
I might go back to the basics (Brr, uhh)
Back to the basics (Back to the basics)
Back to the basics (Brr, bih)
Back to the basics (Pss pss)
I might go back to the basics (Brr, uhh)

Back to the basics, I'm tight like a bracelet
My bitch, she sedated, no way she sadiddy
I lick on her tiddies, she from Mississippi
My dick in her kidney
I leave her inflated, no Tyga, I'm faded
That bitch overrated, we might be related
I'm up in yo city, I hustle like Nipsey
I'm bold and I'm gritty, big-headed like Jimmy (Neutron)
I don't do yoga, I'm cold like a soda
I rip like a folder, I roll like a boulder
My trap Motorola, I move with these poles and my jewelry on polar
I'm countin' this Yoda, my bitch work at Kroger's
I got my diploma, I sleep on yo sofa, yo bitch got Ebola
My wrist Coca-Cola, my dick in a coma
My bitch from Dakota, I'm richer than Oprah (Uhh)

Back to the basics (Back to the basics)
Back to the basics (Brr, bih)
Back to the basics (Pss pss)
I might go back to the basics (Brr, uhh)
Back to the basics (Back to the basics)
Back to the basics (Brr, bih)
Back to the basics (Pss pss)
I might go back to the basics (Brr, uhh)

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