Lyrics
Oh, oh
Yeah
Oh, oh
Class is in session
But you ain't gonna learn this in no school
This a pavement science
Heavy weight only
Oh, pull up slow, let the neighborhood know
I'm a doctor of the boom, watch the voltage flow
Ain't no stock parts, yeah, I built it this thing
Got the lithium stack, hidden under the sink
2,000 amps in the alt, don't sweat
I'm the hardest-hitting ride that you ever done met
Street certified, yeah, the paper is long
Put a decimal point where the volume belongs
They say, turn it down, I say, watch the flex
Send the vibrations right through your necks
We don't play fair, yeah, we ride off the phone
King of the street, sittin' on a cone
I got a PhD in base technology
Pitching physics with no apology
Driving low makes the chassis crack
We running infrasonic, ain't no looking back
PhD in base technology
Gasoline with a low frequency
Clean it away, sit it like a crime
Base tech, heavy, yeah, all of the time
Can you handle the pressure
Watch the windshield move
Yeah
My trunk is a hazard, a weapon of sound
Registered a quake when I roll through the town
DSP tuned, yeah, strictly precise
Make your heart skip a beat, yeah, I'm cold as ice
This ain't for the weak, this ain't for the soft
Blow the doors open, take the roof right off
Gritty and grimy, but the signal is clean
I'm the mastermind here, controlling the machine
I got a PhD in base technology
Pitching physics with no apology
Driving low makes the chassis crack
We running infrasonic, ain't no looking back
PhD in base technology
Gasoline with a low frequency
Clean it away, sit it like a crime
Base tech, heavy, yeah, all of the time