SUBWOOFERS

Ay, ay So many bands on this fuckin' coupe Don't test my aim, cause I'll fuckin' shoot Pop it to your head, pop it to your body Poppin' the bricks while I'm off the molly Fuckin' with me? Not on my level How many hoes? You know I got several I'm 16, but look 21 if you saw me now Your face would be stunned Ask about her, you know I can't stand her Love is a question, she ain't the answer Drip in my closet before I got rich Revenge on the front, always rep X You still a virgin, you fuckin' bitch She gotta say yes for it to be sex Heard so much shit that nothing is hurtful Might f*ck around and dye my hair purple Back where it started, came full circle Watch yourself or you will get murked, fool If I like your rap, you can hop on a track So send me some shit and I'll fuckin' rate it But if it is ass, I won't f*ck around I'll be honest to you, and tell you I hate it Chat shit on my name, I'll get Andreas to find you Next thing you know, I'll be standing behind you Go have a shower, I can smell the aroma Your friends are fake, absolute loner Next time I see you, I'll put you in a coma Put you to bed, eyes closed like a stoner Subwoofer's blasting, shit's up to eleven Trippin' balls feel like I'm in heaven So many bands on this fuckin' coupe Don't test my aim, cause I'll fuckin' shoot Pop it to your head, pop it to your body Poppin' the bricks while I'm off the molly Fuckin' with me? Not on my level How many hoes? You know I got several I'm 16, but look 21 if you saw me now Your face would be stunned Ask about her, you know I can't stand her Love is a question, she ain't the answer Drip in my closet before I got rich Revenge on the front, always rep X You still a virgin, you fuckin' bitch She gotta say yes for it to be sex Heard so much shit that nothing is hurtful Might f*ck around and dye my hair purple Back where it started, came full circle Watch yourself or you will get murked, fool If I like your rap, you can hop on a track So send me some shit and I'll fuckin' rate it But if it is ass, I won't f*ck around I'll be honest to you, and tell you I hate it Chat shit on my name, I'll get Andreas to find you Next thing you know, I'll be standing behind you Go have a shower, I can smell the aroma Your friends are fake, absolute loner Next time I see you, I'll put you in a coma Put you to bed, eyes closed like a stoner Subwoofer's blasting, shit's up to eleven Trippin' balls feel like I'm in heaven "I'm putting my extremely, profoundly disabled seven-year-old into a residential facility So I can forget he exists"