[Chorus: Joe Far]
Sitting in the seat of the chevy, and my heaters so heavy
It’s gon’ buss down if you really want test me
We can find a spot up off in the sticks
We can test out the sig, if you wanna act big
Sitting in the seat of the chevy, and my heaters so heavy
It’s gon’ buss down if you really want test me
We can find a spot up off in the sticks
We can test out the sig, if you wanna act big boy

[Verse: White Smoke]
Got the fusion of my fist and your jaw, in this music im the fix and the law
And I ain't fuckin with yall, its the basics
Bash your face its just the way that I ball
Ill have you crawlin away, nazi zombies grenades
Got no time to debatе, you'll never call me unpaid
I got thе upgrades, The way im stompin' your face
Like a hammer to a vase, and im unfazed
Bitch your talents a waste, kid its clear that all your verses are a copy and paste

[Verse: Joe Far]
Yeah a copy and paste, what a sloppy disgrace
If my heaters gotta see ya then it’s finished today
And I ain’t come here to play, i’ll put you deep in a grave
Like Motherfucker what you say?
I done seen a lotta come (Come) seen a lotta go (Go)
I be out in the dark travelling on a dirt road
And I keep that case closed until it’s time to blow holes
Fuck a choke hold, y’all ready know how i roll (Bang)
[Chorus: Joe Far]
Sitting in the seat of the chevy, and my heaters so heavy
It’s gon’ buss down if you really want test me
We can find a spot up off in the sticks
We can test out the sig, if you wanna act big
Sitting in the seat of the chevy, and my heaters so heavy
It’s gon’ buss down if you really want test me
We can find a spot up off in the sticks
We can test out the sig, if you wanna act big boy

[Verse: Ca$his]
Early morning choppin' for who early morning coppin'
Clientele, swell, heavy from the annas on the Compton
Got zips up in my pocket big smoke, no option
Ms. Jenkins' son gone cuz that n**** was oppin'
I got blows by the hundo, the Bogish Boy huncho
And the .45 strapped, OJ in a white bronco
Fuck with me I'm givin' out fades and buck fifties
I'm smackin' a punk silly and ready to dump feel me?
I'm that n**** made Marshall wanna put his feet up
Then sucka n****s start hatin' like now he don't need us
You n****s princesses, play party with tea cups
And I ain't even pull heat, he scared to get beat up
It's nuts on yo' bitch chin but them ain't chin nuts n****
It's a dick in her mouth, when she sit up n****
This some light work, see my gun work, see my knife work
Getting rid of white fast, like I ain't really like work
[Chorus: Joe Far]
Sitting in the seat of the chevy, and my heaters so heavy
It’s gon’ buss down if you really want test me
We can find a spot up off in the sticks
We can test out the sig, if you wanna act big
Sitting in the seat of the chevy, and my heaters so heavy
It’s gon’ buss down if you really want test me
We can find a spot up off in the sticks
We can test out the sig, if you wanna act big boy
Sitting in the seat of the chevy, and my heaters so heavy
It’s gon’ buss down if you really want test me
We can find a spot up off in the sticks
We can test out the sig, if you wanna act big
Sitting in the seat of the chevy, and my heaters so heavy
It’s gon’ buss down if you really want test me
We can find a spot up off in the sticks
We can test out the sig, if you wanna act big boy