Subenstein - Big K.R.I.T.

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

(It's alive!) My sub came alive

My sub came alive

(It's 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 off the leash (woof!) the only way I speak

Motherfucker I don’t tweet her, that’s the same for police

I never tone it down on some round 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

(It's alive!) My sub came alive

My sub came alive

(It's alive!) My sub came alive

They saying bass died, my sub came alive

Automatic quake make em' automatic shake

It’s hard to feel your face, way on Mars feel the bass

Make a Martian, make Earth a target to get a taste

Ain’t no room for yo' busted luggage, I’m outer 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

(It's alive!) My sub came alive

My sub came alive

(It's alive!) My sub came alive

Then I heard «boom!"from the amplifiers

Oh my sub, it knock and it bang

From the lows to the highs, it shakes the whole frame

Of 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 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 and you could never ever turn the knob

Oh my sub, it knock and it bang

From the lows to the highs, it shakes the whole frame

Of 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

New base

That’s new base

More base

New base

That’s new base