Slow Loud & Bangin

Slow loud and bangin'

I turn my speakers up, and then I just start swanging

Sometimes I get behind the wheel

Then I start to steer

Don't know where I'm going, but just get me out of here

Slow loud and bangin'

I feel the breeze and it be feelin' so amazing

See baby, I'm just trying to live

And I got stress for real

So, I drop the topper 'cause how will that make me feel (here we go)

Drop the top and then you know the drill

Hit the strips, so I can show the wheels

People say that I'm over thrill

But when they talk about me, they promote and steal

They told me real to recognize the real

But if you real then you should know Chamille

If you don't then you should get a coke

Because a coke show that it's the cola feel

Wooden ripen written on my plates

This type of weapon is in normal ways

But I can see you ain't got a clue

So be a good detective and get on the case

You can sit on that couch at home

And not reach success and then call it fate

'Cause y'all the type that applies the brakes

But know that I'm the type that ain't trying to wait, I'm

Slow loud and bangin'

I turn my speakers up, and then I just start swanging

Sometimes I get behind the wheel

Then I start to steer

Don't know where I'm going, but just get me out of here

Slow loud and bangin'

I feel the breeze and it be feelin' so amazing

See baby, I'm just trying to live

And I got stress for real

So, I drop the topper 'cause how will that make me feel (uh, hol' up)

Money don't make you bulletproof express

You can get sued, mess around and lose your vest

Get your heart broken and it bruise your chest

Peace won't guarantee the roogie's rest

Your good girl trying to find who to sex

While you try to figure what dude is next

Someday you gotta give bad news to press

But even winners gotta find new success