[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]