This is a song about "Bass drop"

Niggas getting flipped, i get them done for nothing

My bass deafening, rb i should be crediting/

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

And this bass is like a drummer in my backseat

I mean turn up the bass

Fell asleep in first class

Bass music was my culture, still is

That shoebox shit, over with

(verse 1 starts when bass starts)

Please correct me, stretch marks

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

Just walking, it bounces like the bass in my trunk

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

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

The records been set, crank the bass and treble