Trunk Muzik

[Intro]

Trunk Muzik

Trunk Muzik

Burn One

Burn One

[Verse 1]

Straight from the back and the game I rock it

Yelawolf's got that crack boy

In the woods with the SK I'm cockin'

You don't want to play with that toy

Droppin' this heat like an asteroid

Good in the south like Pastor Troy

Pull up inside of a 1977

Sittin' back and sippin' my crown and seven

Pimpin' I'm about to get down

Look at me changin' lanes

Twin pipes lookin' like dragon's breath (Roo)

Chevrolet's blowin' flames

Yes, I know it's strange

Hit you in a left eye, hold the change

Bitch I'm too heavy to carry

You don't wanna bury yourself underneath the 808

I'll drop it in your face like

[Hook]

To the DJs

Out cruisin'

I got that Trunk Muzik

Everybody hop in the Cadillac and idle back on my throttle

And Chevrolet's with the bottom won't you roll the window down

If you cruising

I got that Trunk Muzik

Alabama's unanimous animal Yelawolf

On the 808 come and fade away, ain’t no better way to get down

[Verse 2]

I told you I was coming

Said I'd be here in 5

And even though I brought you glasses

You still can't believe your eyes

But if you don't believe it by now

Fuck it, just lean to the side

Hold up wait a minute, I don't really wanna leave without a single solitary soul in need of what I'm bringing to him

To be a sail and catch my drift

Lead me to the door, check my list

Meet me at the floor, catch this fist

Or meet me at the store, catch this lick

Build this house, flip this brick

Real skateboarders feel this grip

Moving through the alleyway and look at all the people tripping

'Cause I'm on it chopping like

[Hook]

To the DJs

Out cruisin'

I got that Trunk Muzik

Everybody hop in the Cadillac and idle back on my throttle

And Chevrolet's with the bottom won't you roll the window down

If you cruising

I got that Trunk Muzik

Alabama's unanimous animal Yelawolf

On the 808 come and fade away, ain’t no better way to get down

[Verse 3]

I have to be the hardest, I got diamond nuts

I piss excellence, Ricky Bobby lines 'em up

Catfish Billy half-pints 'em up

Yelawolf country fries 'em up

Put 'em in a duffle bag and I roll up in a river then I... hold up

Watch what the fuck you hold up

Dynamite sticks will blow up

Ghet-O-Vision got this sewed up

Roll up, smoke up

Everybody wishin' they chose us

But we don't give a fuck you know what

I know you didn't see me coming but I'm coming anyway

Bitch Yelawolf is stylin' on you

[Hook]

DJs

Out cruisin'

I got that Trunk Muzik

Everybody hop in the Cadillac and idle back on my throttle

And Chevrolet's with the bottom won't you roll the window down

If you cruising

I got that Trunk Muzik

Alabama's unanimous animal Yelawolf

On the 808 come and fade away, ain’t no better way to get down