[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