YCFMB lyrics

[Intro]
Swag
Young BasedGod still got a lot of b*tches
2018 and I'm still hitting switches
Call me Magic Johnson (Okay)
Call me Klay Thompson
Your b*tch kissed my ass and she call me Johnny Cochran (Mmm)
Ayy, man, these n*ggas don't know how many b*tches I got, man (Damn, BasedGod)
You already know, man, we got, you know we got about ten, man
You know we got about ten b*tches right now (BasedGod)
Izak made this one
We got a lot of b*tches, man
You know what we do, man
Oh my god, man, you already know, man
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Figaro

[Verse]
Young BasedGod got b*tches in Stockton
Young BasedGod got b*tches in Modesto
Young BasedGod got b*tches in Bakersfield
Young BasedGod got b*tches in New Orleans
Young BasedGod got b*tches in Hayward
Young BasedGod got b*tches in Patterson
Young BasedGod got b*tches in Santa Rosa
Young BasedGod got b*tches, a lot of hoes
Can I piggy back on your b*tch with her clothes on?
Can your b*tch still shake her booty with her clothes on?
Can your b*tch still shake her ass with the lights on?
Can your b*tch still go crazy to my song?
[Chorus]
You can f*ck my b*tch (Woo)
You can f*ck my b*tch (Woo, damn)
You can f*ck my b*tch (Damn)
You can f*ck my b*tch (BasedGod)
You can f*ck my b*tch (Woo, woo)
You can f*ck my b*tch (Woo, damn)
You can f*ck my b*tch (Okay)
You can f*ck my b*tch (Okay)
Let me f*ck your b*tch (Damn, woo)
Let me f*ck your b*tch (BasedGod, woo)
Let me f*ck your b*tch (Swag, woo, ayy)
Let me f*ck your b*tch (Swag, swag, woo, damn, BasedGod)
Let me f*ck your b*tch (Swag, BasedGod, ayy)
Let me f*ck your b*tch (Woo, swag, woo)
Let me f*ck your b*tch (Woo, woo, ayy, BasedGod)
Let me f*ck your b*tch (BasedGod)