B.a.s. (freestyle) Lyrics - Fabolous

[Intro] 

Oh, I like this, this made me feel like '98 

That know what I did in '98, boy 

That know what I used to do back in '98, right? 

Y'all know what I did in '98, boy 

I mean, some of you young boys wasn't comin' outside yet 

But, um, yeah, let me just show y'all, yeah, look 

[Hook] 

It's like this and like that and like this and, uh 

It's like that and like this and like that and, uh 

It's like this and like that and like this and, uh 

It's like this and like that and like this 

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[Verse 1] 

I said, "Bitches ain't shit" and these niggas ain't either 

My boy caught his girl cheatin' and he ain't leave her 

He said, "She caught me before, I ain't no saint either" 

I said, "I wouldn't give a fuck, bitch, we ain't even" 

He said, "You just hot-headed and it ain't fever" 

I said, "You need to dead that and you can't grieve her" 

All I know is, get this money, fuck a stank diva 

I chase paper like me and Ben Frank beefin' 

I got a homie with a shotty, point-blank, squeezin' 

He'll pump you in the chest like you ain't breathin' 

If it's a bunch of y'all, ain't no complaints either 

He do them jobs with a MAC, name ain't Steven 

Straight off a iPhone, a text and you're done 

Don't get caught up in my wordplay, a text is a gun 

Heard you man tried to warn you, the text ain't come 

Too bad you ain't get it cause the texts had to run 

Let's get technical, son, all you niggas is foul 

Out here singing, "Try me" and sendin' niggas to trial 

You ain't Dej Loaf, you took a hand-raised oath 

Pick a side and stay on it, you can't play both 

I play close attention like a goddamn watchdog 

Get these hoes' attention with my goddamn watch, dog 

My sister told me, "Those the ones you got to watch, dog" 

Hittin', then you gone, don't believe me, just watch, dog 

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[Bridge] 

And hold up, damn, Clue 

I got some more for 'em real quick, hold up, yeah 

[Verse 2] 

I said, "You fly this long, you usually run out of gas" 

That's why I chase checks and never run out of cash 

I started out heating and I swear it's gon continue 

Word to White Castle, all you squares is on the menu 

I'm like Kobe after surgery, all you niggas know on that court 

I'm the truth and these other niggas perjury 

My city need me urgently, I see the bat sign 

Just to let you niggas shine, I had to map mine, nigga 

Beep-beep, she hop in it like a chat line, nigga 

Then I kill it in the bed, flatline 

You can't catch me unless your bait is strong enough 

Them niggas in my comments ain't been hatin' long enough 

[Outro] 

It's like this, nigga, yeah, it's like this, nigga 

Ha-ha, it's like this 

Ay, and all you niggas thinkin' you stuntin', man 

You ain't stuntin' on me, nigga 

We been there, we done that shit, man 

Owe-you-my-first-Rolly-ass niggas, man 

You did this shit already, man 

Tell these niggas, man, your shit was written, boy 

Ha, you think you stuntin' 

You got to do somethin' we can't do 

Or somethin' we ain't do, nigga 

Chains and all that shit don't matter, man 

We out here, man, we done did that already, bro 

Yeah, yeah, it's the Family, nigga, and that's it 

This and like that and like this and, uh 

[Intro] 

Oh, I like this, this made me feel like '98 

That know what I did in '98, boy 

That know what I used to do back in '98, right? 

Y'all know what I did in '98, boy 

I mean, some of you young boys wasn't comin' outside yet 

But, um, yeah, let me just show y'all, yeah, look 

[Hook] 

It's like this and like that and like this and, uh 

It's like that and like this and like that and, uh 

It's like this and like that and like this and, uh 

It's like this and like that and like this 

[Verse 1] 

I said, "Bitches ain't shit" and these niggas ain't either 

My boy caught his girl cheatin' and he ain't leave her 

He said, "She caught me before, I ain't no saint either" 

I said, "I wouldn't give a fuck, bitch, we ain't even" 

He said, "You just high-headed and it ain't fever" 

I said, "You need a dead dad and you can't grieve her" 

All I know is, get this money, fuck a stank diva 

I chase paper like me and Ben Frank beefin' 

I got a homie with a shotty, point-blank, squeezin' 

He'll pump you in the chest like you ain't breathin' 

If it's a bunch of y'all, ain't no complaints either 

He do them jobs with a MAC, name ain't Steven 

Straight off a iPhone, a text and you're done 

Don't get caught up in my wordplay, a text is a gun 

Heard your man tried to warn you, the text ain't come 

Too bad you ain't get it cause the TECs had to run 

Let's get technical, son, all you niggas is foul 

Out here singing, "Try me" and sendin' niggas to trial 

You ain't Dej Loaf, you took a hand-raised oath 

Pick a side and stay on it, you can't play both 

I play close attention like a goddamn watchdog 

Get these hoes' attention with my goddamn watch, dog 

My sister told me, "Those the ones you got to watch, dog" 

Hittin', then you gone, don't believe me, just watch, dog 

[Bridge] 

And hold up, damn, Clue 

I got some more for 'em real quick, hold up, yeah 

[Verse 2] 

I said, "You fly this long, you usually run out of gas" 

That's why I chase cheques and never run out of cash 

I started out eager and I swear it's gon continue 

Word to White Castle, all you squares is on the menu 

I'm like Kobe after surgery, all you niggas know on that court 

I'm the truth and these other niggas perjury 

My city need me urgently, I see the bat sign 

Just to let you niggas shine, I had to map mine, nigga 

Beep-beep, she hop in it like a chat line, nigga 

Then I kill it in the bed, flatline 

You can't catch me unless your bait is strong enough 

Them niggas in my comments ain't been hatin' long enough 

[Outro] 

It's like this, nigga, yeah, it's like this, nigga 

Ha-ha, it's like this 

Ay, and all you niggas thinkin' you stuntin', man 

You ain't stuntin' on me, nigga 

We been there, we done that shit, man 

Owe-you-my-first-Rolly-ass niggas, man 

You did this shit already, man 

Tell these niggas, man, your shit was written, boy 

Ha, you think you stuntin' 

You got to do somethin' we can't do 

Or somethin' we ain't do, nigga 

Chains and all that shit don't matter, man 

We out here, man, we done did that already, bro 

Yeah, yeah, it's the Family, nigga, and that's it 

This and like that and like this and, uh