808 Bass Trap King Lyrics

I was in the cut when I had nobody

I was in the cut when I was jobless

I was in the cut when I had no money

They were calling me bummy and godless

Look at my balance

Look at my feat

Look at my switch kick left hook beat

Look at my style and look at my steez

Hater you talk but you can't touch me

Seeing everything with two eyes closed

I could write a book with the knowledge I own

I could make a hook and a verse a and bridge

That'll eat you up then leave you cold

Yeah I'm a psycho with a drum kit

Make it sound right though making these hits

I'm going to take flight in the middle of the night

When the moon's up top down

Fixing to get lit

Riding around town

Living my dream

Feel the bass growl

Hear my heart sing

When I was young

My father told me

That I could be an eight-oh-eight

Bass Trap King

Eight-oh-eight

Bass Trap King

Bless up

Fixing to go fix my mess up

Fixing to go get this bag

Get this ice

Play some catch up

Fixing to go put in work

Out of my way skirt skirt

Looking like Hercules

I'm the beast from the dirt

Oh word yeah

Blurting and flirting and singing these flows

Freak of the week and everybody knows

Find me in the back just throwing them bows

Used to be a nice guy then I got chose

Froze dozed

Locked in the dark

Trapped in a dungeon

Treated like a nark

Treated like a slave

Stuck in a cage

Running off fumes and built up rage

Riding around town

Living my dream

Feel the bass growl

Hear my heart sing

When I was young

My father told me

That I could be an eight-oh-eight

Bass Trap King

Still in H-town

This is my scene

When I touchdown

I make it look clean

Let the beat drop

You know what that mean

You're messing with the eight-oh-eight

Bass Trap King

Eight-oh-eight

Bass Trap King

Bass Trap King