Subenstein (My Sub IV)

Lyrics for Subenstein (My Sub IV)

Trunk knocking when I drive, my sub came alive Transformer in my ride, my sub came alive When them hoes outside, my sub came alive They saying bass died, my sub came alive My sub came alive, my sub came alive My sub came alive They saying bass died, my sub came alive Caught you on the creep while everybody gone to sleep A dog got the leash, the only way I speak Motherfucker I don't tweet, that's the same for police I never tone it down once I ride in the streets Come alive with the ball, crack curb by the yard Bust the seats out the back A monster's in the car! If the monster went and start, it only come in large Come alive for the star, but it came from my garage Trunk knocking when I drive, my sub came alive Transformer in my ride, my sub came alive When them hoes outside, my sub came alive They saying bass died, my sub came alive My sub came alive, my sub came alive My sub came alive They saying bass died, my sub came alive Automatic quake make em' automatic shake It's hard to fill your face, way on Mars feel the bass Make a martian, make Earth a target to get a taste Ain't no room for you busted luggage, I'm outta space Seen the trunk once it start to thump, I can't turn it down It's too live for the pictures on your wall to survive Outside, talking keep it quiet, I'ma kill your vibe 15s like it's Frankenstein, watch it come alive Trunk knocking when I drive, my sub came alive Transformer in my ride, my sub came alive When them hoes outside, my sub came alive They saying bass died, my sub came alive My sub came alive, my sub came alive My sub came alive Then I heard boom from the amplifier Oh my sub, it knock and it bang From the lows to the highs, it shakes the whole frame The old school whip, it swang whenever I come through I've been basing all night long My sub won't do me wrong All night long, my sub keep subbing on 'Cause when I'm outchea' on the creep for a speaker freak Let me let me eat you on her lows just to hit her peak on the light Backrub in the backseat, tweeters where the stash be I can't hear no lames over this bang, so please don't ask me bout turning down All this sound that it surround Fuck the law, I'm gon let it bang til' it crack the ground Bending curves, swanging and I swerve on the boulevard Only me and god, you can never ever turn the knob Oh my sub, it knock and it bang From the lows to the highs, it shakes the whole frame The old school whip, it swang whenever I come through I've been basing all night long My sub won't do me wrong All night long, my sub keep subbing on