turn the fucking bass up i got the bass vibrating turn the fucking bass up potluck is in the building rocking the party hotboxing like we bob marley smoking on some bomb with a blonde barbie shots of crown you want to battle me ill finish you the club is packed out the crowds bouncing like some titties do hands high like we wearing a ski mask the musics blaring loud amps turned up to the max girls dance around getting naked shaking they ass fuck being classy we go hard all night and party till we crash im a professional the microphone is my tool i can play it cool or i can really act a fool depending just how drunk i get or what type of some drugs im on im rocking parties all night long rolling till the break of dawn we got some haters lurking just because they ladies twerking im up here working representing potluck till its curtains this is what we do this shit aint nothing we always get the place jumping every time the bass bumping pablo got that ooh pablo got that ooh what was burning through the roof i marijuana we shop pop bands we shop pop bands pull up their speakers knocking its potluck we push it to the limit then we going past that hop up on the stage go crazy with the fast rap girls flash tits and flashing pics like snapchat pass me the weed i take a hit and pass that shit back potluck up in this bitch we living stoner rich i want to tip im still kicking that rugged shit i got some rhymes to spit i got some heads to split and we gone rock it till you say wes the best at this  we all family celebrating man we keep it tight gangsters emos bros and juggalos lets all unite starting up the moshpit when i spit i get em hyped turn the fucking bass up let it bump its on tonight we bouncing off the walls we blow the fucking roof off so turn the fucking bass up turn the fucking bass up we gonna party hard like we wont wake up tomorrow we got these women shaking asses like its raining dollars pablo got that ooh pablo got that ooh what was burning through the roof i marijuana we shop pop bands we shop pop bands pull up their speakers knocking its potluck two shots and im double fisting potluck and liquid aint no fucking with it hoes strip tease hit knees pull my dick out tongue kiss it bass kicking like karate nigga walls shaking like ali nigga hard wasted in all places no turning down if we party with you liquid bottles up fucking with the constant bump after the show you already know its going down on compton bus im counting crowns swallowing whiskey my zipper down oh monica lewinsky we straight zoning cant hate on him we wyling boy sneakers blaring but we aint caring we in this bitch making a lot of noise hate us turn the bass up on them fake fucks oh yeah even og larry niggas know that pablo got that ooh pablo got that ooh what was burning through the roof i marijuana we shop pop bands we shop pop bands pull up their speakers knocking its potluck 