My Sub

My sub, my sub, my sub

I put that on my sub, my sub, my sub

I put that on my sub, my sub, my sub

I put that on my sub, my sub, my sub

Yeah let my trunk knock till the tape pop

My rims chop-chop while the base drop

I let my trunk knock till the tape pop

My rims chop-chop while the base drop

Okay I pull up and my partnas ask me Krizzle where yo sub at?

A fuck them tweeters they ain't beating bitch yo sub back

So I push my petal to the metal till my cus high

He on that money fuck that bread just sit your sub out

I fly like chess that candy wet I'm finna fuck with hoes

EQB settings in my Chevy's till my trunk explode

Maybe I'm pumpin' maybe I'm trippin' maybe I'm feeling good

Either way I'm quaking shaking waking up the folk in my neighborhood

Still hit the seen and whip, throw it up in my cup and sip

Ever be where them white folk at cause the laws over there they bout to trip

Lift it up in my dunk and bunk, saw a lame and I hear the trunk

Pop that shit like twice foreal, fans goin feel my wheels of steel

Chopping E4 too, congrat when I role through

Back to the backwood yeah I ride clean like I'm suppose to

Forever pimpin on let the guts put plenty chrome

Knockin pictures down till I get home

I put that on my sub

My sub, my sub, my sub

I put that on my sub, my sub, my sub

I put that on my sub, my sub, my sub

I put that on my sub, my sub, my sub

Yeah let my trunk knock till the tape pop

My rims chop-chop while the base drop

I let my trunk knock till the tape pop

My rims chop-chop while the base drop

Yo, now usually I don't disturb the peace

But I'm a wake you if you sleep, when that quake that face that beat

Two mile per hour on creep, smoke make it hard to see

When I was swangin' down I mean bangin' down I be playin' around with thee freaks

I got a snake junk in my trunk, tell my DJ brang it back

Turn it up all the way to the max till that old school Chevy frame crack

A partna hit me up like he need a ride, but I can't help him either

Say he got some bags and that's kinda sad cause I'm only here for my speakers

You my people, but I'm ridin' out, damn I don't know what he talkin' bout

Besides he always hatin' when I'm pacing telling me to turn it down

Out of line that's outta bounds, bow to me when I'm ridin round

So hell I just wanna heal alone, shit I just wanna shake the ground

Lay it down in the parking lot, turn it up outside the club

I see that shawty really diggin me, girl's a shape but she love the sub

We can sex and that get her wet and that be the best and I can dig it doe

She vibrating, gyrating... I did it foe

When I put that on my sub

My sub, my sub, my sub

I put that on my sub, my sub, my sub

I put that on my sub, my sub, my sub

I put that on my sub, my sub, my sub

Yeah let my trunk knock till the tape pop

My rims chop-chop while the base drop

I let my trunk knock till the tape pop

My rims chop-chop while the base drop

Put that on my sub