My Sub (Pt. 2: The Jackin') - Album Version (Edited)

Chorus:

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 bass drop

Yeah let my trunk knock till the tape pop

My rims chop chop, while the bass drop

OK I pull up and my partners ask me krizzle where you sub at..

Hey fuck them tweeters they ain't beaten, get yo sub back

So I push my pedal to the metal to my cuz house

He owed me money, fucked that bread just set your sub out

I fly like jets, that candy wet, im feeling fuck wit hoes

E.q. these setting's in my Chevy 'till my trunk explode

Maybe I'm bumping, maybe I'm tripping, Maybe I'm feeling good!

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

Still hit the scene and whip, pour it up in my cup and sip

Never be where them white folk at cuz the laws over there they bound to trip, lift it up in my thump and bump, saw a lame and I hit the trunk

Pop that shit like twice for real, niggas gon feel my wisdom still

Chopping these vows too, congrats when I roll through

Back to the backwood where I ride clean like im supposed to

Forever whipping on, leather guts with plenty chrome

Knocking pictures down till I get home

I put that on my sub

Chorus:

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 bass drop

Yeah let my trunk knock till the tape pop

My rims chop chop, while the bass drop

Now usually, I dont disturb the peace

But I'mma wake you if you sleep

With that quake that bass that beat

Two miles per hour on creep

Smoke make it hard to see

When im swanging down, I mean banging down

I ain't playing around wit no freaks

I gotta shake junt in my trunk

Tell my DJ bring it back

Turn it up all the way to the max

Till that old school chevy frame crack

My partner hit me up like he need a ride

But i can't hear him either!

Said he got some bags and thats kinda sad

Cause theres only room in here for my speakers

But im riding out,like I dont know what he talking bout

Besides he always hating when im bassing telling me to turn it down

Hell i just wanna hit a load, i just wanna shake the ground!

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

Can't tell if shawty really digging me, she can shake but she love to suck

Might be the best but i can dig it though

She vibrate, gyrate, and swear that's the reason i did it for, I put that on my sub

Chorus:

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 bass drop

Yeah let my trunk knock till the tape pop

My rims chop chop, while the bass drop