Loud Music (feat. Derek Minor)

Alright this that wild music, that loud music, start-a-riot-in-the-crowd music
That jump-around-and-get-sweaty, throw-them-elbows-in-that-aisle music
I'm sweaty, get-a-towel music, that 808-shake-the-ground music
That walk-around-in-that-Kroger, then go-act-a-fool-in-that-aisle music
Hey this that track that make you beat right down yo block
This that track that make you beat right down yo block
Bunk being quiet, we too young and wild
Bunk being quiet, we too young and wild
Alright this that wild music, that loud music, start-a-riot-in-the-crowd music
That jump-around-and-get-sweaty, throw-them-elbows-in-that-aisle music
I'm sweaty, get-a-towel music, that 808-shake-the-ground music
That walk-around-in-that-Kroger, then go-act-a-fool-in-that-aisle music
Gon' ride around with no top boy, ain't looking 'round for no cops boy
Beat the beat down the block boy, now bunk tryna turn down boy
Now it's summer time to get hot boy, trippin' round in my zone boy
I'm Gucci Gucci, get loud music, I'm good cousin, I'm gone boy
If your shirt still dry you ain't geeked up
All my partners wilin' out, you're inked up
10 toes deep, you know we linked up
Got the spirit in us homie, we G'd up
Y'all know when we act up, everybody start actin up
Follow me as I follow Christ, and I saw the king, got jacked up
Not wild, I'm true dat, not stupid, foolish
My speakers, I blew them, and I'm RMG and y'all knew that
Hey this that track that make you beat right down yo block
This that track that make you beat right down yo block
Bunk being quiet, we too young and wild
Bunk being quiet, we too young and wild
Hey this that track that make you beat right down yo block
This that track that make you beat right down yo block
Bunk being quiet, we too young and wild
Bunk being quiet, we too young and wild
Aye this that wild music, that loud music, body-surf-on-that-crowd music
Big bone my body type, but I'm gnarly dude, I might do it
Elbows Mutombo when I come through, y'all better move
My home girls off in there messin' up they hairdo
Now King Kong my bass, sweat all in my face
I don't think you should hate, homie this ain't the place
Y'all know what it is, tattooed on my skin
One one to that six, gon' get like this
Beating right down the block and my truck is swerving lanes
Hanging all out the window yelling out "unashamed"
And your mom and them keep looking at me like "he insane"
And they might be right ... so give me space
Try to put me in a cage, ain't no way to lock me
I done hopped up out of my grave, but I ain't a zombie
My life a subwoofer and that boy's knockin'
Bass beating, bells ringing, you can call it Rocky!
Hey this that track that make you beat right down yo block
This that track that make you beat right down yo block
Bunk being quiet, we too young and wild
Bunk being quiet, we too young and wild
Hey this that track that make you beat right down yo block
This that track that make you beat right down yo block
Bunk being quiet, we too young and wild
Bunk being quiet, we too young and wild



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Mccain, David L. Baker
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