Blood On the Dash

[Chorus: Gary Clark Jr. & Big K.R.I.T.] I think there's blood on the dashboard of this old school Digi dash and the fishbowl glass, make the heavens laugh I think there's blood on the dashboard of this old school Digi dash and the fishbowl glass, make the heavens laugh [Verse 1: Bun B] Late night in the Caddy, just rollin' through the hood Known to act bad, but tonight it's all good Just picked up a Michael Vick of that dro Can't wait to get to the crib so I can blow Half a mile away from the house, I hit Valero Grab a couple packs of some 'rillos and a Modelo Roll one up and throw the 'bacco out the window Pull out of the parkin' lot and fire up the indo Inhale, goddamn, big puffs of smoke Exhale, now it's time to take another toke But in the rearview, man, I can see me some headlights Next thing you know, the fuckin' blue and the red lights These streets never have police patrollin' em When they supposed to, now I'm lookin' for the Ozium Tryna stash the weed somewhere he can't see That's when I realized that I got my pistol on me Goddamn [Chorus: Gary Clark Jr. & Big K.R.I.T.] I think there's blood on the dashboard of this old school Digi dash and the fishbowl glass, make the heavens laugh I think there's blood on the dashboard of this old school Digi dash and the fishbowl glass, make the heavens laugh [Verse 2: Bun B] Yeah, yeah Officer man, I'm a part of the police force But I don't walk or beat or ride on a police horse In my patrol car late night ridin' Workin' in the same community that I reside in I saw the pain in the city and couldn't stand it Crimes committed and no one was reprimanded The conditions in my city was gettin' bad So I hit the academy and walked away with a badge I need to piss so I stop at the Valero I see a guy buyin' some Swishers and a Modelo Please don't light it up 'til you're home, that's what I'm hopin' That's when I see him dump his tobacco and start smokin' I pull up right behind him and hit the light If he admit he got some weed I'ma let him make it tonight As long as there's no warrants and he's legal in the streets That's when I see him reach under his mothafuckin' seat, goddamn [Chorus: Gary Clark Jr. & Big K.R.I.T.] I think there's blood on the dashboard of this old school Digi dash and the fishbowl glass, make the heavens laugh I think there's blood on the dashboard of this old school Digi dash and the fishbowl glass, make the heavens laugh [Verse 3: Bun B] I pull over to the side tryna stay calm Whole car smellin' like fire, straight napalm I know my gun ain't got no bodies Got haters up off me but ain't shot nobody Should I tell him I'm packin' but ain't got no 'plex? Or just let him find that ho and wait and see what's next What if he's a killer cop like I've seen on the news? Should I shoot his ass first? Goddamn, I'm confused [Verse 4: Bun B] Okay I checked his plates and they came back clean But I still better call some backup to the scene I don't know what he was reachin' for so I'm feelin' nauseous I just wanna make it home so I'm tryna be cautious Got a couple of arrests, but ain't no convictions Get out the squad car and my adrenaline kicks in So not knowin' if he's committed any prior harm I walk up to his car with my hand on my firearm