[Intro] x2
And the sub go
With the tweeters go
The whole speaker blow
[Hook]
My jam is
Ba**y, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud
Ba**y, loud, ba**y loud, loud, loud, loud, loud
This beat will beat you down, down, down
Beat you down, down, down, down
Beat down
Down
s**a (s**a)
[Verse 1: Playdough]
Earning one ear at a time with a strong bar
Got the ba** on blast in my mom's car
Up so loud, you can hardly breathe
Knock the taste out your mouth, can we party please?
Rollin' to your crib, we ain't said a word
We can barely move, this 808's absurd
All beats, all day, they don't check for words
Gold tips, trunk rattling and bless the burbs
This beat will beat you down
Biting Holyfield's ear in at least 3 rounds
Gla** Joe, King Hippo, the whole thing simple
I rock on tempo to rock the God temple
The body rock, da dit dee dot, the subwoofer
We got a lot banging your block, these onlookers
Knowing what time is it, my momma's PT
Top down, yo, but the speakers is up easy
[Hook]
My jam is
[Verse 2: Playdough]
Big beat bama like a bottle of deuce deuce
Revenge of the nerds, pour it all on my fruit loops
I'm talking to myself, you think I'm on a bluetooth
My trunk rattling, I guess that I got a screw loose
When I'm in the ride and I'm vibrating
We don't talk, don't speak, no conversating
So mirror, mirror, on the rear view
Who's the dopest MC, I can't hear you
Why you shake so much?
Them factory speakers can only take so much
Rolling hard coasting with no brake, no clutch
Stuck in neutral, all up in a gray tour bus
Preacher pray for us
It's real life, this system gonna blast apart
The water bottle on my dash look like Jura**ic Park
I got my windows down, you gonna feel me
My speakers sound broke, my momma is gonna k** me
But yo, I like ba**
[Intro]
[Hook]