This is a song about "Moving bass"

(verse 1 starts when bass starts)

Finish line with the tire marks

All this weight im moving

Flapjack, ooh he bring

They for grossing a bigger business

Bass music was my culture, still is

If you know like i know, you should lie low

They aren't even moving slow,

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Megaphones be blaring my bass,

I ain't, mad, at cha

Im moving right past ya

Still hurts though lettin go with the bass

So chase the air hide your stash

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving