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Big K.R.I.T. "My Sub Pt. 3 (Big Bang) / King Of The South" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big K.R.I.T.
Big K.R.I.T.
Performer
Bill Jaber
Bill Jaber
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Scott
Justin Scott
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big K.R.I.T.
Big K.R.I.T.
Producer
Ralph Cacciurri
Ralph Cacciurri
Recording Engineer
Andrew Rosen
Andrew Rosen
Assistant Recording Engineer
caleb trice
caleb trice
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tony Rey
Tony Rey
Mixing Engineer
Emily Voegtlin
Emily Voegtlin
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens, fifteens
I got two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens and I'm knocking on these ho
Big bang ho, big bang ho
Big bang ho, I got two fifteens
Big bang ho, big bang ho
Big bang ho, I got two fifteens
[Verse 2]
This is how it all started way back (Way back)
First the booming voice then the bass crack (808)
And that's when we first started fire (Started fire)
'Cause the speakers wasn't grounded and he fried all the wires
But he thought about the thump from the jump (From the jump)
Took it out the bat cave and he threw it in the trunk (Trunk)
And that's evolution for you peeps (For you peeps)
Like this is how I'm supposed to get freaks (808)
[Verse 3]
Hoes can't twerk to the high hat, never
Cranking up the knob till he broke off the lever
Subbing on these hoes, give a fuck about the treble
He could barely feel his face but he hit 'em with the bass like
[Verse 4]
Two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens, fifteens
I got two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens and I'm knocking on these ho
Big bang ho, big bang ho
Big bang ho, I got two fifteens
Big bang ho, big bang ho
Big bang ho, I got two fifteens
[Verse 5]
Now this is how it all started way back (Way back)
Your neighbor, neighbor, neighbor's hate that (808)
Bassing through my city like a junkie beat (Junkie beat)
With my trunk talking to you, bitch you better speak (808)
Pull up to the club and I kill shit (Kill shit)
Bitch you gotta be dead not to feel this (808)
My cousin pass his Alpine's to me (To me)
Like this how you're supposed to get freaks (808)
[Verse 6]
Hoes can't twerk to the high hat, never
Cranking up the knob till I broke off the lever
Subbing on these hoes, give a fuck about the treble
I could barely feel my face but I hit 'em with the bass like
[Verse 7]
Two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens, fifteens
I got two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens and I'm knocking on these ho
Big bang ho, big bang ho
Big bang ho, I got two fifteens
Big bang ho, big bang ho
Big bang ho, I got two fifteens
[Verse 8]
Now this ain't you're ordinary subwoofer
Knocking down the pictures off the wall
I keep it cracking in my trunk
Destroy your whole hood with that thump
That's if you want it like that, player
Vibrate from in my crooked all the way to Himalayas
Pandora box and custom made it
Sonic boom and Jackson stated
My trunk not like Jehovah Witness
I made it while haters had to play it
It's a really good fucking speaker, do I have to say it?
It took me a year and some change just to calibrate it
[Verse 9]
Ain't nobody gonna stop this sub that I got in my trunk today
Crank it to the max till the pavement start to crack
And the fuck boy laws give chase
Man, hold up, I've been bassing since bass been bass
The knob keep breaking and the swangers keep scraping
With these two fifteens wrecking shop all day
I'm bound to wake the block always
Written by: Justin Scott
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