And his speakers are killing it
Make his belly vibrate
Nice and relaxed with cruise control
Suddenly cops are on his a*s again
Flashing lights, a finger in the air
He sees in his mirror, this'll be a farce again
Acting tough like a show-off
And when the others stop, he still hits the gas
And his speakers are killing it
Make his belly vibrate
It's always the same with a
Passing on the right
He picked a red one
So he can show off even more
And his speakers are killing it
Make his belly vibrate
All he wants is to stand out
But everything he has ain't worth sh*t
And that with money from the welfare office
That he drives around in his red BMW
He's got no grades at school
And he doesn't feel like working either
And then there're his b*tches and his hoes
I kinda like those hoes, actually
With those racks, huh?
And his speakers are killing it
Make his belly vibrate
Hey, I looked it up
In your car's booklet
It's on page 56 category