Your **** is plain, when you gon' upgrade?
Let the top down, it's too much shade
Get it customized like this
Put some shoes on her and ride that b*tch
With some loud ass woofers in the back
One hit'll have you hooked like crack
Turn it up loud, give that b*tch some powder
If she say somethin', turn it up louder
I don't wanna hear shit, b*tch, shut your mouth
I'm tryna blow these motherf*ckin' speakers out
Now you realize it's the only way
That's why you keep it on ten if you're from the Bay
I ain't turnin' **** down if she wanna play
I'ma shoot this sperm all in her face
With hella bass, it's comin' from the trunk
You don't gotta get high, you don't need to be drunk
'Cause it's that Bay funk
It's where I'm from, we stay on
So f*ck you, and f*ck your speakers, too
I'ma blow these hoes out, that's what I do
I got so much bass in my motherf*ckin' song
Can't be on low when you put my **** on
Gotta turn it up loud, and then let it bump
Let these motherf*ckers know you got woofers in the trunk
F*ck your speakers
F*ck 'em
I'm tryna blow these motherf*ckers out
F*ck your speakers
F*ck 'em
I'm tryna blow these motherf*ckers out
You don't give a f*ck about her attitude
Music too loud, now she mad at you
Ain't nothin' changed, b*tch, I'm still rude
So f*ck you, and f*ck these speakers, too
I'm tryna blow these motherf*ckers out
You talkin' that **** about,"It's too loud"
All your **** is stock, you gon' have to park it
'Cause you don't get nothin' from the aftermarket
You got no swag, nigga, f*ck your life
Your main b*tch is wack and your beat ain't right
F*ck your speakers, you say you ain't no punk
If this was third grade, they'll take your lunch
Now you cryin' with snot in your mouth
"Mama, Too $hort blew my speakers out"
You lil' b*tch, you need to get some real shit
Get her in the car and let the b*tch feel this
F*ck your speakers
F*ck 'em
I'm tryna blow these motherf*ckers out
F*ck your speakers
F*ck 'em
I'm tryna blow these motherf*ckers out, b*tch
I'm tryna blow these motherf*ckers out
