From The Bay lyrics

[Intro: Lil B]
Turn this sh*t up, n*gga, b*tch Mob!

[Verse 1: Lil B]
Stay f*ckin stunting
b*tch mob hit her put the ho on a track
Make a couple dollars I ain't nothin bout frontin
Nothin to it boss, I float like Ali and I sting like a wasp
b*tch paid me cause she know that it cost
Money on your head like butter with the bread
Handle funk or you're dead, that's what I said
In the hood every day cause the n*gga ain't scared
When I walk by people know not to stare cause
Cause your ass get built like the top of the stairs
Drinkin every day, smoke every day
Lightin up a blunt n*ggas know I don't play
No I don't play, no I don't play
Might ball every day but no I don't play
No I don't play, no I don't play
Might ball every day but no I don't play, b*tch

[Bridge]
Doodaloop-boodaloop-boop
Hey tell my n*ggas throw them W's up
n*gga bang that sh*t! BASEDGOD!
[Hook: Lil B] x2
Lil B n*gga still young and f*ck a ho
Lil B b*tch still reppin west coast
Lil B, still got the AK
Throw your hands up, if you're from the bay

[Verse 2: Lil B]
I made my mind up
I'm only wearing based clothes, feeling like SpaceGhost
But that n*gga broke with no TV show
Leave a n*gga dry with no b*tches though
b*tches love me cause I'm straight
I like her, and she like me
I'm the type of n*gga f*ck with the lights on
b*tch look at me I know the Based God
I'll tell you a little secret
Actually no I won't cause I know you can't keep it
I beat a b*tch up
I beat a sucka up, I beat the f*ckin world up
That's how it feel
That's so real, that's so gutta
That's so active
b*tch I'm so posh I knock a n*gga off

[Hook: Lil B] x2
Lil B n*gga still young and f*ck a ho
Lil B b*tch still reppin west coast
Lil B, still got the AK
Throw your hands up, if you're from the bay
[Verse 3: Lil B]
This so fire in '14
Real old fire, don't take no game
Don't play me, don't talk that sh*t
Man, if it ain't Lil B
I want Lil B, you in the streets?
Hundred thousand down low first take
I'm a special dude, with a lot of game
I can teach you how to not work
Push the weight off, get fat first
You feel me? And I serve you a plate
The chef in the kitchen cookin things not legal
Paula Deen got a lotta n*ggas in the Regal
Brodie riding high, I feel like you
I feel I see you
Just throw up the deuce man
To a n*gga that got the juice

[Hook: Lil B] x2
Lil B n*gga still young and f*ck a ho
Lil B b*tch still reppin west coast
Lil B, still got the AK
Throw your hands up, if you're from the bay