[Verse 1]
Gritty grimy sh**
Slumpin in my Chevrolet
Cause I can't listen to that Techno music all day (Hell Na)
So I'm Dubsteppin'
Never leave the house without Smith & Wesson
It's gonna be a bloody mess if you f** with me
And I put that on East Side LBC
C'mon now, catch me puffin on that devil stick
You don't wanna see me black out so don't say sh**
Black ski mask with them leather OJ Simpson gloves
Choke the DJ out if he dont bang this sh** up in the club
[Hook x 4]
C'mon now
Let's go
[Verse 2]
Yeah, talkin that sh** will get you scraped up
Bleeding on the ground for the coroner to scoop you up
Bullets move like Mayweather, quick and fast
Better bu*ton up those lips before these hollow tips snap that a**
I've been waiting for a silly war to pop off
Now everybody walk around with them sawed-offs
The Holocaust is back
There's no speakers in my trunk
It's dead bodies in my Cadillac
[Hook]
The hood like a cemetery
Tombstones everywhere
No flowers, black gates
Like the desert brown air
X4