Lyrics:

[Hook] I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still let my trunk knock til the tape pop My rims chop chop while my bass knock (Nigga wut?) I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?) (Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?) (Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?) (Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?) (Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) [Verse 1] Young Krizzle I'm back again Old school and I'm backin' out Country boy still rep that rep that Hit the bass and I'm actin' out On the ave with a bad bitch stackin' clouds Show a pimp what that ass about In the parkin' lot deep while the whole world sleep Pourin out hennessy 'til I'm passin' out Gotta keep my eyes open cause I heard that five scopin' For the car with the big ass sub and the top chopped off, so I drive slowly Fuckin' bangin' in the back wood like a lac' should with the lights bright, windows tinted Stopped at the gas station for a bag of chips A fountain drink and some peppermints just to freshen up Shawty say she down to fuck But we gotta make a move cause it's after 2 And her man is the type to bust, she frightened of em' but I ain't though Now she wonder what she came for But I ain't trippin' no place, I ain't even gonna flip Over another nigga bitch, move over to the next [Hook] I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still let my trunk knock til the tape pop My rims chop chop while my bass knock (Nigga wut?) I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?) (Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?) (Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?) (Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?) (Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) [Verse 2] (I still got my sub ho) jammin' on that drug flow King Kong's in my trunk, in a fight with my thump, better let my sub go Shawty in the front seat proceed to get high as fuck She ain't worried 'bout her man no more Hell, he don't know how to treat his ho That nigga never ever slam no doors I thought I saw some light but I'm trippin' I gotta bust this right 'fore I miss it I hit the super 8 because it's super late and she know the way and I dig it All in my ear, have no fear, says she wanna fuck with me Well, I told 'er that's all good while she grip my wood but a pimp don't fuck for free She laughed and answered her phone, I swear it's 3 in the morn' Like who could that be, she looked at me like he won't leave me alone Well thats a damn shame, he don't know my name and I ain't got no time wit' yo folks Lets just get this room and do what we do and be up out this thang around 4 [Hook] I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still got my sub ho (ho) I still let my trunk knock til the tape pop My rims chop chop while my bass knock (Nigga wut?) I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?) (Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?) (Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?) (Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?) (Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) I still got my sub ho [Skit: Big K.R.I.T., Girl, Wally & Jacker] [Big K.R.I.T.]: Yo Shawty, just lock my door and get out [Girl]: Alright baby, I got you [Big K.R.I.T.]: Aye Wally, what's good boy? [Girl]: You always on your phone [Big K.R.I.T.]: Boy, I'm at this Super 8 right across the street from where you live at boy [Wally]: Thats what it is man [Big K.R.I.T.]: Yeah man, this shit bout to go down man, shawty bad as fuck [Wally]: Aye man, Just be careful out there man [Big K.R.I.T.]: Yea I'm play it same man, Don't worry bout it man. For real, I got you. Aye aye hold on [Jacker]: Boom, motherfucker [Girl]: I thought ya'll said ya'll wasn't gone hurt him [Jacker]: Bitch, shut the fuck up [Jacker]: Open the trunk. Lets get this motherfucker sub [Outro] Last night my DJ saved my life Last night my DJ saved my life Last night my DJ saved my life Last night my DJ saved my life My life, my life