Big K.R.I.T. - My Sub (Pt. 2: The Jackin’) Lyrics
I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still live in my trunk and I could've take pop, my real cha chop on my bass line(Nigga wut?)Cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?)(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?)(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?)(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)Yo cause I'm back again, old school and I'm backin' outCause the boss still rep that, grip thatHit the bass and I'm actin' outOn the after bath you stackin' cloudsShoppin' what they ask aboutIn the parkin' lot deep when the whole world sleepAll night in my seat 'til I'm passin' outGotta keep my eyes open cause I hear that fire scopin'From the car with the pants off and the cha cha belt so I drive slowly*****in' bangin' a bad wood like a left shoe, with the lights, we go tenStopped at the gas station for a package shiftI found trinkets of purple mint just to freshen upTried to say she can't affordBut we gotta make a move cause it's after 2And her man is the type of bull, she fightin' 'I'm but I ain't thoughNow she wonder what she came forBut I ain't trippin' no place, I ain't even gonna flipOver none a nigga *****, move over to the nextI still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still live in my trunk and I could've take pop, my real cha chop on my bass line(Nigga wut?)Cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?)(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?)(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?)(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)I still got my sub hoeJammin' on that drawer flowKing Kong's in my trunk, in a fight with thumb, better lick my sore throatShorty in the front seat but see that can't hide fullShe ain't worried 'bout her man no moreHell, hell not a jiddy hoe that may never slam no doorsI thought I saw some light but I'm trippin'I got a birthday riffle, I miss itI hear the super 8 cause she super late and she know the way and I didAll in my view, have no feel, says she wanna ***** with meWell, I told 'er that's all good while she broke my wood but a pimp don't ***** her bootyShe left to answer 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 aloneBut it's a damn shame, he don't know my name and I ain't got no time to choke throatsAt least just get in room and do what we do and be about your thing until 4I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still got my sub hoe (hoe)I still live in my trunk and I could've take pop, my real cha chop on my bass line(Nigga wut?)Cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?)(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?)(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?)(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)I still got my sub hoe[Outro]Yo Shawty, just lock my door and get outAlright baby, I got youAye Wally, what's good boy?You always on your phoneBoy, I'm at this Super 8 right across the street from where you live at boyThat's what it is manYeah man, this shit bout to go down man, shawty bad as *****Aye man, Just be careful out there manYea I'm play it same man, Don't worry bout it man. For real, I got you. Aye aye hold onBoom, mother*****erI thought ya'll said ya'll wasn't gone hurt him*****, shut the ***** upOpen the trunk. Let's get this mother*****er subLast night my DJ saved my lifeLast night my DJ saved my lifeLast night my DJ saved my lifeLast night my DJ saved my lifeMy life, my life
