This is a song about "Basic hoes"

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Steady shouting fuck basic and all that revolves around it

Keep it trill for the hoes

This life i chose

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Basically these basic bitches crop shirts til they're not covering

Not basic i change shit

One night love: i'mma need that

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

By flesh, i mean our basic instincts, the reality that we see,

Ok, you smoke weed. like every other fucka here, it's basic.

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

I show up with four hoes

I was worthless, i'd never make it, go ahead! spill that hatred

You have no hope in this battle, you're schemes are too basic