Truck Volume

[Intro]
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Turn my music up (Come on!)
Turn my music up (Come on!), truck shit now (Come on!)
Truck shit now (Come on!), truck shit now (Come on!)
Truck shit now (Come on!), turn my music up (Ugh!)
Turn my music up (Ugh!), truck shit now (Come on!)
Live nigga bully foot brass-knuckle wrapped shit now
Check it out now, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Yeah, relax that shit you talk
Before I sick my (Ha) bitch on you that'll bounce with your dick on a fork (Ha)
I'll bring a bigger storm to calm your clouds (Ha!)
I own a couple things, I even own a farm with cows (Ha!)
I own the moment when my niggas run, deep through crowds (Hoo)
Like how a pregnant woman breast milk leak through her blouse
A lotta niggas love to wish on a star (Ha), don't give a fuck who you are (Hoo)
I know some niggas that'll piss on your car
Now, see, every time we step in the place (Ha)
I give y'all niggas shit that put a foul look on your face (Grr!)
And rob ice like I was never more able (Ha)
Don't drink coffee, 'cause my diamond be cuttin' the glass on the table
Hey (Ha), I be the lost found tribe of Shabazz
Bless niggas then I plant another bomb on your ass
And then I put my students all in a class (Ha)
Declare my rulership and leave y'all niggas fucked up doin' the math! (Doin' the math)

[Pre-Chorus]
One time now (Come on!), truck shit now (Come on!)
Truck shit now (Come on!), turn my music up (Come on!)
Turn my music up (Ugh!), truck shit now (Come on!)
Truck volume (Come on!), truck volume (Come on!)

[Chorus]
I know ya wanna get up on it
Let me show ya how we do
Every time we drop that shit
You know we put it down for you (Hey-hey!)

[Verse 2]
How many times you gon' crush down somethin'?
You need to change your name up to 'Bus-a-Bus down somethin'' (Ha)
You fuckin' with the highest, my nigga (Ha)
Tryin' to fuck with the giants, might as well call me 'Goliath', my nigga (Hah)
C'mon, drop hot shit on the spot, sop it up with a mop (Ha)
Before the hungry come and shop on your block (Ha)
I know some niggas that'd love to blood suck you all (Ha)
A thing of the past, because them niggas stuck you all (Hoo)
One shot bust and the same bullet struck you all
And when they bounce (Ha), you hear voices screamin', "Fuck you all!"
Gathered up about a thousand young bucks who brawl (Ha)
As decoys (Hoo) in case they needed to duck you all (Ha)
That's why you better move tight with your clique (Ha)
Niggas be thirsty and quick (Ha) just to be off into the night with your shit
C'mon! We keep it street, could give a damn who you are
Make niggas wild and bitches spread (Hoo), and put they hands on the car
Now let me frisk 'em! And shake they asses (Ha) down to the floor
One dude wonderin' (Ha), "What them niggas is poundin' me for?
What them niggas grillin'? What them niggas houndin' me for?
Before the poundin', what them niggas was surroundin' me for?" (Huh)
Well, let me tell you (Ha) what the fuck we was surroundin' you for (For)
We came to get you once (Ha), but now I come to get you for more (More)
And while they gettin' got (Ha), niggas drinkin' ten-dollar-hennies a shot
Gettin' drunk and wildin' out in the spot (Out in the spot)

[Pre-Chorus]
What the fuck now? (Come on!), truck shit now (Come on!)
Truck shit now (Come on!), turn my music up (Come on!)
Turn my music up (Ugh!), hot shit now (Come on!)
Street shit now (Come on!), truck volume (Come on!)

[Chorus]
I know ya wanna get up on it
Let me show ya how we do
Every time we drop that shit
You know we put it down for you
I know ya wanna get up on it
Let me show ya how we do
Every time we drop that shit
You know we put it down for you (Hey-hey!)