808 Bass Trap King

I was in the cut when I had nobody
I was in the cut when I was jobless
I was in the cut when I had no money
They were calling me bummy and godless
Look at my balance
Look at my feat
Look at my switch kick left hook beat
Look at my style and look at my steez
Hater you talk but you can't touch me
Seeing everything with two eyes closed
I could write a book with the knowledge I own
I could make a hook and a verse a and bridge
That'll eat you up then leave you cold
Yeah I'm a psycho with a drum kit
Make it sound right though making these hits
I'm going to take flight in the middle of the night
When the moon's up top down
Fixing to get lit
Riding around town
Living my dream
Feel the bass growl
Hear my heart sing
When I was young
My father told me
That I could be an eight-oh-eight
Bass Trap King
Eight-oh-eight
Bass Trap King
Bless up
Fixing to go fix my mess up
Fixing to go get this bag
Get this ice
Play some catch up
Fixing to go put in work
Out of my way skirt skirt
Looking like Hercules
I'm the beast from the dirt
Oh word yeah
Blurting and flirting and singing these flows
Freak of the week and everybody knows
Find me in the back just throwing them bows
Used to be a nice guy then I got chose
Froze dozed
Locked in the dark
Trapped in a dungeon
Treated like a nark
Treated like a slave
Stuck in a cage
Running off fumes and built up rage
Riding around town
Living my dream
Feel the bass growl
Hear my heart sing
When I was young
My father told me
That I could be an eight-oh-eight
Bass Trap King
Still in H-town
This is my scene
When I touchdown
I make it look clean
Let the beat drop
You know what that mean
You're messing with the eight-oh-eight
Bass Trap King
Eight-oh-eight
Bass Trap King
Bass Trap King