[Verse 1: Lecrae]

Yo, aye look

5th wheel straight hangin'

Grip the grain, I’m swangin'

It’s Texas all to my roots boy

Ain’t no point in me changing

On 45, trunk bangin'

From fair park to south acres

I hit big T’s then I hit kings

In the same day no playin

I’m whippin, I’m dippin through the great state of Texas

I used to rock the gold, tall t's with a necklace

My car wasn’t mean but I kept that thing clean

Paint chip, couple dents

And the brakes used to scream

Oh well, I still gotta let that trunk knock

Hear me beatin down yo block

And my car just stopped again

Man, my gas gauge don’t work

I can’t tell how much gas I got man

[Interlude: Lecrae & Paul Wall]

Let it whip

I let it whip

I said I let it whip

Hold up

Let it whip

Paul Wall, baby

All ready

[Verse 2: Paul Wall]

I pull up, trunk bumpin' like a bad shave

Speakers blastin' extra loud with the trunk raised

Four tires lookin fresher than a pair of J’s

Seven cars right behind me in this SLAB Parade

I’m a pro, I work the wood like a carpenter

Everybody tip and dine, no bartender

Candy paint, make em take my picture, offered them

Money on my phone like a telemarketer

I weave the 'Lac through traffic like Malaysian hair

My fifth wheel bow down like it’s time for prayer

All speakers in the trunk, bro, no spare

Paint job, 10 racks for 10 thousand stares

[Verse 3: Lecrae]

Yeah

Yes sir

Hey look yo car might be rusty

Your ride might be old

But that thing get you from A to B

So go and put the thing on the road

Mane you ain’t gotta be stuntin

Got a good job, a little money

Aye you don’t need no car note

You debt free and they frontin'

They strugglin'

You grateful you ain’t sittin on the bus, and

Got 4 wheels, I got low bills and that’s so real, it’s 100

That’s factory, gon play that

That’s Japanese, who gon say that?

Your leather cracked, and yo roof is scratched

Well I’m cool with that so gon lay back

Don’t need a Benz and no Maybach

No CD player, got 8-track

You old school, thats yo cool

Don’t let nobody say jack

Just ride, don’t let them kill yo vibe

Yo air don’t work? Go and let them windows down

And let that thing whip