BA$$IC
Lady X
BA$$IC lyrics

[Speaking in the beginning: LADY X]
Its money, its money, its money over everything
Its money, its money, its money over everything
Its money, its money, its money over everything
What you mean it’s okay to be basic?
Over everything basic
It’s never okay to be basic!
Over everything basic
Matter fact you can call me anything
That’s over everything basic
But you bet not call me basic!
It’s Lady X!
That’s over everything basic

[Verse I: LADY X]
I am the top and bottom of mothaf*ckin everything
Done passed up the small money and a few wedding rings
Been across the board you can crown me thrice
Basically I flex and lave em on ice no lifeline
No lifetime, but this a story bout a cold chic
In her primes spittin’ rhymes like crimes pulled at licks
Pink toes wanna know how it feels to be basic
I don’t even know, I stay away, I don’t comprehend
Ok you a go-getter, I’m a go got it
I don’t chase money, got it crawlin’ outta pockets
No red dot, silence for a dead man walkin
Get it hoe
(shhh)
When you hear this money talkin’
Cause its money over everything basic
Money over everything
Money over everything
Its money over everything basic
Money over everything
Money over everything
[HOOK: LADY X]
B-A double dolla sign IC you want this
B-A double dolla sign IC you want that
B-A double dolla sign IC you want this
B-A double dolla sign IC you want that
That basic sh*t
I can’t have that baby (nope)
That basic sh*t
I won’t have that baby (get outta here)
That basic sh*t
I can’t have that baby (nope)
That basic sh*t
I won’t have that baby (get outta here)

[Verse II: LADY X]
I got the block hot but Clark Kent rollies to lay low
Act a damsel, no ID when I superman my cash flow
Sweet face but I’m a royalized a** hole to those who move slow
Whatever you do, don’t come home broke
Excuse me if I boss up when the beat drops
But I been ten toes deep since before the game went weak sauce
I’m not here to save but I’m sayin
Know the rules or cut the loss
I wasn’t born with wings but I’m built for take off
My ears pop, I’m too high, living on this thrown man
Rude altitudes, treat my doe like a grown man
Show him a little ‘til he gives me all of it
I mean all of it, think I’m greedy if you basic
It’s not incidental that I’m a hustle chic
Look around me, even my neighbors is rich
Cause its money over everything basic
Money over everything, money over everything
[HOOK]