Cannons Based Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Lil B]
BasedGod, BasedGod in this b*tch!
Uh, Yeah! Shouts out to Pretty Boys, S.O.D., n*gga. Hundred million, n*gga! BasedGod, n*gga! Uh! Based Freestyle! Shouts out to down south!
Goddamn!

[Verse 1: Lil B]
Goddamn, I'm rich, I'm a b*tch, I don't give a f*ck
Thirty on my di*k with a b*tch and she suck me up
All my n*ggas go dumb in this motherf*cker
All my n*ggas swagged up in this motherf*cker
All my n*ggas go f*cking dumb in this motherf*cker
b*tches suck my di*k, we be dumb in this motherf*cker
West Side n*ggas get krunk in this motherf*cker
East Side n*ggas get krunk in this motherf*cker
All my b*tches suck my di*k cause they nasty
Hundred thousand dollars, man, them b*tches walk past it
Slap a b*tch dead in the face with the money
I don't want domestic violence, I'm not a pilot
I be so high on my island
Yes I am stylin'; BasedGod is wylin'
No MTV, got them cannons I am wylin'
I got a [?]; load me in, and I'm loading up
Loading, [?], boating, I'm blowing on that b*tch
And I'm loading on her tits, she be eating on me
I'm like, "Damn, why you eating on me?"
She said, "Damn, you're so good, you're like food to me"
I said, "b*tch, you can suck my di*k, b*tch, you can paint that [?]
b*tch, hundred thousand percent; b*tch, I am 100% tint"
All my motherf*cking windows; thirty on my di*k
Got twenty-eight hoes on my motherf*cking di*k
[Verse 2: Lil B]
Woo! Goddamn!
b*tches on my di*k and them b*tches go H.A.M
God-f*cking-damn, man, I'm so f*cking based, man
Hundred million thousand dollar n*gga in space
Man, them b*tches go H.A.M., these b*tches go dumb
And we in this motherf*cker and we krunk and smoke blunts, n*gga
AMR, n*gga; XLR, in the CLR, in the drivers in my car, man
Hundred million dollars, man, them hoes blowing di*k, bruh
All day, man; them b*tches sick, bruh, it's a
Hit, n*gga; history, in this b*tch she into me
I'm blowing over to [?] to smoke that dro, with my ho, I smoke that ho
Break that b*tch down on the bedroom
That b*tch know what the f*ck is up; we come in and we're going to f*ck
Hundred million dollars and she know what's up; man that b*tch suck my neck, man, the b*tch suck my nuts
I don't give a f*ck how that b*tch look good, man; she gon' suck my nuts, man, she gon' blow me up
Blow me up like a motherf*cking bomb, b*tch
Hundred thousand, man, man, you know it's -- the time, b*tch
All day, man, we on the motherf*cking grind, b*tch
What the f*ck we say? Pretty Boys is on our mind, b*tch
Money on our mind, b*tch; hoes is on my di*k, n*gga
All day, man, I'm repping sh*t because I'm sick, n*gga
Iller than [?], I'm in here to kill her
I'm like a f*cking killer; Willow Smith, b*tch, I'll kill her

[Verse 3: Lil B]
Because it's Men in f*cking Black, n*gga
Gooned up, b*tch, coming straight with the rap, n*gga
Hundred million dollars, BasedGod is f*cking back, n*gga
Hundred million dollars, Basedworld is on the map, n*gga
Put my b*tch on, I'mma f*ck her like a crack head
Hundred million dollars, man, we're going like the [?]
I am smacking, I am rapping
I am cracking, cracking, ha-ha
Tell you're b*tch "Ha-ha;" she's blowing on my [?]
Blowing on my nuts-ah, [?], [?]
Told her that I'm swa-ah, Swanson, Bronson
I am on the Broncos, I ram her, flame her
Jam her, cam her, goddamn, she's Cam now
Can her, ram her, goddamn, she's Sam now
Sam'ed her, clam'ed her, yam'ed her, go to hell
Sit down, suck my di*k, b*tch you will go to hell
If you don't, I don't give a f*ck; I am not broke, I will f*ck you
And your squad, b*tch; I will f*ck her and her motherf*cking cousin
We're going up, blowing blunts in; we're going up, going eighteen
We're going up, going made me; we're going up, going crazy
We're going up, going AWOL, eight [?] and eight grapes
I'm blowing up in that grape-grape like "Goddamn, n*gga eight face, n*gga"
Eight to the face n*gga, huh, n*gga, wah, wah
I'm going pound to the face, wah, b*tch out there
She suck my di*k and that's all she could do, n*gga