Bass Keeps Kicking ft. LexLundo Lyrics

Too, kool for the pop

Wid a, 22 shot

Skudda-wudda, bop, bop

And I been a, hot shot

Too, kool for the pop

Wid a, 22 shot

Skudda-wudda, bop, bop

And I been a, and I been a

The bass keeps kicking, And I'm still here spitting

But I still feel the same, feel the same, feel the same, said the

Clock keeps ticking, and I'm still here digging

Where the fuck is my chain? where the chain, where the chain at

Mood stay switching, like these drugs, better kick-in

Tryna hide all the pain, ...yeah

Give a fuck when I'm tripping, so I rarely ever listen

What'd ya say? What a shame. what a shame, what a shame, what-a

How's a man take control of his own thoughts

I've been very patient like I'm waiting on a golf course

Swinging through the jungle-we don't wanna follow no rules

I don't wanna follow rules

Danny how you make the most of life

Get outside forget about your pride

And it's quite sad, won't buy it coz its bad

But its only coz they care about the price

I couldn't give a. fuck. about. the. Hype

Said you know how it is

You. live. Or die

And what you wanna learn

Or burn or alive

But they don't wanna try

So we kick em to the side-like

The bass keeps kicking, And I'm still here spitting

But I still feel the same, feel the same, feel the same, said the

Clock keeps ticking, and I'm still here digging

Where the fuck is my chain? where the chain, where the chain at

Mood stay switching, like these drugs, better kick-in

Tryna hide all the pain, ...yeah

Give a fuck when I'm tripping, so I rarely ever listen

What'd ya say? What a shame. what a shame, what a shame, what-a

Unrequited love man I know it too well

Keeping all your secrets, coz I never kiss and tell

Cloaked and inaccessible secluded in your veil

The matters of your heart to me, they were my holy grail

My fault, I should never let my guard down

Calm down, at the station I depart now

Heart bound, but you've gone and played your part now

Hard sound, come and listen to our bars now

now I'm feeling zen

Got the paper to the pen

I been thinking way back

Never wanted this to end

No we can't pretend

And we cannot comprehend

Every single day now

Yeah its over and again

Sippin' on some ice tea

Chilling by the river

Sunsets no stress

Picturesque is getting dimmer

Looking Looking at her eyes

And I saw a little glimmer

Wake up in the morning

Then it slowly starts to wither

The bass keeps kicking, And I'm still here spitting

But I still feel the same, feel the same, feel the same, said the

Clock keeps ticking, and I'm still here digging

Where the fuck is my chain? where the chain, where the chain at

Mood stay switching, like these drugs, better kick-in

Tryna hide all the pain, ...yeah

Give a fuck when I'm tripping, so I rarely ever listen

What'd ya say? What a shame. what a shame, what a shame, what-a

Said the bass keeps kicking, still here spitting,

But I still feel the same, feel the same, feel the same, said the

Clock keeps ticking, still here digging

Where the fuck is my chain? where the chain where the chain at

Mood stay switching, drugs better kick-in

Tryna hide all the pain, ...yeah

Give a fuck when I'm tripping, so I rarely ever listen

What'd ya say? What a shame. what a shame, what a shame, what-a

Too, kool for the pop

Wid a, 22 shot

Skudda-wudda, bop, bop

And I been a, hot shot

Too, kool for the pop

Wid a, 22 shot

Skudda-wudda, bop, bop

And I been a, hot shot

Too, kool for the pop

Wid a, 22 shot

Skudda-wudda, bop, bop

And I been a, hot shot

Too, kool for the pop

Wid a, 22 shot

Skudda-wudda, bop, bop

And I been a, hot shot