This is a song about "Bass assasin"

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Im an assasin when im rappin i got some murderous intentions

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

No one to hear your screams over the bass that's boomin'

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Blast the music up loud, crank the bass, smokin' chronic,

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

And then the bass drops, and my face nods,

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college

I mean turn up the bass

I can barely wipe my ass