Lyrics Back To the Basics - Yung Baller

Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Imma go right to the basics
Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Imma go right to the basics

Her booty walk with a wobble
She lit from Chicago, that was the motto
Came to philly with a quarter milly
Getting real chilly, but i dont like the city
Back to cali, im straight out the valley
Im counting my tally, hoe named sally
In Arizona i whip in the rover
You scary october, you drunkin
Im sober, im tall like a soldier

Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Imma go right to the basics
Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Imma go right to the basics

You dibble, you dabble while im playing scrabble
Ride like a sadle, you long like paddle
Im stable, you able to flip over the table
You just a fable, shout out Jake Sable
Got the p5, gotta take a deep dive, need to realize
I feel alive, dead, gotta revive
Got the p5 (yeah)
Got the p5

Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Imma go right to the basics
Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Imma go right to the basics
Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Back to the basics
Imma go right to the basics

Her booty walk with the wobble
She lit from Chicago, that was a model
Came to philly, with a quarter milly
Getting real chily, i dont like the city
Back to cali straight out the valley
I dont like tally, hoe named sally