With the bass so low And the mix so sick You could wake up, face plant down in the gully man I'm a scummy man Beats on the running man Hard to the bar Get hard then come and plan These bars hit hard like a train Imma leave you locked out, cold in the rain No pain, no gain, no same-old same-old We got the beat locked down in a chokehold
With the bass so low And the mix so sick You could wake up, face plant down in the gully man I'm a scummy man Beats on the running man Hard to the bar