Thank God I’m Based

[Intro: Lil B]
Excess
Young L, Lil B (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Lil B]
Super fly, bitch, I feel like I'm the baddest
Pretty niggas, close your eyes to see my status (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm in the west and I'm blowing on the baddest
Young nigga in the game, this rap shit is getting tragic (Getting tragic)
So we came through, made based shit
Based shit, gave shit
They want a nigga, so yeah, I'm automatic
Your bitch is automatic and her pussy's automatic, yeah
My name is lil boss
She gave him lil boss, pro style, nothing to it
Boss the clique, boss up and toss the bottle
She see me, I'm like a Laker bitch, of course I'm hot

[Chorus: Lil B]
Excess, excess, excess, excess
Excess, excess, excess, excess
Excess, excess, excess, excess
Excess, excess, excess, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil B]
I'm smoking, rolling a blunt, taking photos
Give me four Pluto's, space for your chick
Bay to my clique, The Pack-ing is here
Looking at myself, bitch, I don't see the fucking mirror
Mami getting hot, that bitch is moving chandeliers
Dancing right here, the man right here, yeah
No sand man, but the sand right here
The beach right here, your bitch right here, yeah

[Interlude: Lil B & Young L]
Huh, get it? No sand, but your beach right here
No sand, where the bitches? No sand, where the beach?
Where the beaches?
Yeah, hot in here, yeah
Raiders, Young L, my brother (Yeah, yeah, bitch)

[Verse 3: Young L & Lil B]
Young L, [?] smooth, we spit legendary bars (Legendary bars)
And I'm so motherfucking hot, I can make a legendary pause (Legendary pause)
That mean I don't switch it or say shit for a minute
And then I hop back up in it (In it), and your bitch, she up in it (Bitch, she up in it)
Yeah, we riding, hop 'side in (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like a toxic waste, I'm in a toxic place (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm so sick (Okay), so sick (Okay), I need a doctor (Doctor)
Doctors can't follow, these doctors ain't holla-ing at me (Yeah)
Baby, I'm so fucking wet (Wet)
Wetter than a bitch, but not like that (Like that)
It's a first try freestyle, see, they can't hear, wow (Wow)
Nigga, a little bit of me style (Me style)
Like Young Scott said, yeah, that's my brother (Brother)
We gon' keep them looking
Smother these suckers with that false mother, yeah (False mother)

[Interlude: Young L & Lil B]
Smother your mother (Yeah), yeah
Yeah we Smother your mother (Smother your mother baby), straight up man
Young L, [?] in this byiatch
Excess, Wolfpack

[Bridge: Young L]
Wonder how I spit this fucking crack up in my closet
In my closet, closet, crack up in my closet, uh
Spit this shit so raw, it just sounds wet, looks like a faucet
Wet, looks like a faucet, baby, baby

[Verse 4: Young L & Lil B]
Ha, falsetto, she singing all my songs (Songs)
And she love The Pack and she wearing all the thongs (Wearing all we get)
And when she come home from the club, I'ma rub all on the butt (Butt)
And then we just, we just gon' smut, smut (Smut baby)

[Interlude: Young L & Lil B]
Smut baby, smut with the boss (Smut), ha
Smut with the boss
Just fuck with the boss (Fuck with the boss)
It's your loss (It's your loss), ha

[Outro: Lil B]
Heh, ha, it's your loss then
I don't loss them, cause I'm back now
In the pack now, bitch, we back now
Naw, huh, we never back down
In the mist of heat, cause bitch, we here
And we don't need a fucking fleet
Huh, it's two feet
Two arm, two eyes and we don't need to speak
Huh, we run this shit
Excess, we run this shit
That's all I needed