You Got It - Count Bass D

Man with the same intensity

Tapper 60, that’s why my drum

Bang so dang hard, it ain’t been broke

And new equipment won’t fix it

I ain’t knockin' what y’all doin' though

Can’t host the show

Most the dough

Spoken 'fo, it easy though

Twisted not

Ain’t no musician, that can’t get got

DCF not DEFCON force either

Better than clean sneakers

Fill the chords in a six by nines, knowledge the bass

The twelves and ya fifteens, Count Bass D

And I count by three

Want it, you got it

Now we gon' fight my way

Cause you ain’t havin' no chest pains

Just that belly, beef with Dwight

Just that petty, after the show

Just that jetty

From back in the day, where the stunna' pushed the jetta (Huh)

Giorgio Brutinis and a Jess K sweater

Haters should of known better

Cool Ranch Dorito breath control

Want it, you got it