This week's cash For last week's grass Your crew collates While you sit in the van and wait Gassed and trashed and smashed Your cad's roasting away So
it, y'know what I'm sayin? (True, true, true...) Cuz everything gotta go up from here, right? So Hi-Tek, turn it up a notch... [Jane Doe] Hail Mary
forget, because you know [Chorus x2] We be the all doing, the all seeing, the all knowing Chainsaw, baseball bat, and axe toting Eastside, white trash
keep it right And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine" Just a dirt rood with trash on each side But I was Mario Andretti When daddy