Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Bass’ by A$AP Rocky. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A$AP Rocky or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
These other niggas so-so, they open off my mojo
Spanish sobe with a half a kilo by her cho-cho
Blow it out your culo, who got dough on the smoke though
My partner had cinco now we blowin’ on that ocho
Bozos love my rose gold, purple got me slow-mo
Stuntin’ like I’m Dorothy but my rubies in my dough tho
What you think this four for, these niggas must be loco
Steppin’ on these bricks and for your fix so call me Toto
Follow me, follow me, follow me now
Now I’ma come through getting down
Got a new Cadillac with a diamond in the back
Got a bitch and she bad with about a hundred tats
Got my goons on deck, and we got a hundred straps
What you know about that, got me swaggin’ to the max
Everybody know we got the shit and baggages to match
Better come correct, f*ck what the basis is
Gold grills like a set of new braces’s
Why they comment on my set though, they lookin’ cause my neck gold
And I let that Tec show, hear that echo?
Let go, that medal, .38 special, to your threshold
Niggas actin’ petro, like they sexual, was metro
Bunch of bad bitches fuckin’ out on tour
Like it through the backdoor, give it to her raw
Shimmy shimmy ya ODB, ODB
Fuckin’ other niggas broads OPP, OPP
Comin’ down stuntin’ like a bitch, bitches on my dick
On the set and they like the nicotine to cigarette
How they feenin’ for a nigga got these hoes up on my set
Got my niggas in the back, couple bitches in the bed
ASAP where its at, where that weed, how that cake
Bitches all up in my face, back back, give me space
Causs you know how we do it, niggas scream ASAP
Aye Clams nigga tell me where that bass at?
Bass, uhh