Too Loud

[Intro: G-Eazy] Yeah [Verse 1: G-Eazy] My license plate is rattling and my trunk go boom (Boom) Bay to the universe and back to the moon (To the moon) Fixture, I'm a factor, I'm a boss tycoon (Yee) My dick smelled like two chicks before noon (Before noon?) Where were you in '06, was you there? (Were you there?) You were staying inside being good, you a square Since kindergarten, swear I kept it all player Google my prom picture, I was hyphy with braids in my hair Long before I ever went on tour Used to cop white tees from the liquor store But I always knew that I was destined for more And now my socks are Gucci and my drawers Tom Ford Nah, nah, don't make me go back To that black hoodie with a Turf beanie flipped back (What's that?) Nah, nah, you wasn't really there (You wasn't really there) It was somethin' in the water, it was somethin' in the air (Ayy) [Chorus: G-Eazy] I can't hear you, my bass too loud I can't hear you, my trunk too loud I can't hear you, my slap too loud Hold up, shut the fuck up, hell no, I can't turn it down I can't hear you, my bass too loud I can't hear you, my trunk too loud I can't hear you, my slap too loud Hold up, that's five-o, real quick, go turn it down [Verse 2: G-Eazy] Some heem in a scraper and some purple in the air I'm all in her ear, I'm a California bear The times were different, folks like me is rare (Like me is rare) I don't know, man, I mean you had to be there It was a time, oh, can we start from the top? A ripper is a runner and a runner is a bop And if she's bop-ular, she gon' give you good top Man, the game is thick, I mean this thing don't stop I can't blap this if it's not loud I'm tryna make Droop-E and Rick Rock proud I'm tryna climb up, I'm to the tip-top now And I still tell a beezy go and kick rocks now You ain't grow up on Mac Dre, you ain't grow up on Keak You ain't grow up on Turf Talk, you ain't grow up on Team You ain't grow up on Water, them styles is hecka unique You ain't grow up on Fab, well then we can't even speak [Chorus: G-Eazy] I can't hear you, my bass too loud I can't hear you, my trunk too loud I can't hear you, my slap too loud Hold up, shut the fuck up, hell no, I can't turn it down I can't hear you, my bass too loud I can't hear you, my trunk too loud I can't hear you, my slap too loud Hold up, that's five-o, real quick, go turn it down [Verse 3: Nef The Pharaoh] Big Nef, I could buy the Bay if I spend a check Bitches say I sound like Dre, that just mean I'm blessed Young Gerald, that's my brother, no paternity test Next nigga hit the yay without tapping in gettin' stretched Twenty-four, and my rims taller than my son, he four How you shooting for my spot and never had the ball before? I'll bop out my car, open up my doors Walking like a dog, my paint job is gorgeous Girbauds on, long tee, Air Forces Gang fuck around and jump a man, Air Jordan I been on many a-tours, you nerds never left apartments We thizz dance in the Bay and leave the shakin' to Harlem Chang Chang and G-Eazy, we need freaks It's somethin' in the water where I'm from, we pop P's Rippers, runners, scrapers on twenty-threes When we see our partners, you might hear a, "Yee" [Chorus: G-Eazy] I can't hear you, my bass too loud I can't hear you, my trunk too loud I can't hear you, my slap too loud Hold up, shut the fuck up, hell no, I can't turn it down I can't hear you, my bass too loud I can't hear you, my trunk too loud I can't hear you, my slap too loud Hold up, that's five-o, real quick, go turn it down [Outro] This is a slumper This is a slumper This is a slumper This is a slumper