Lyrics:

[Intro: Lord Infamous]
There's no survivors, just the blood scattered up all over the place
We built our smoked out, loced out in the fucking Chevrolet
There's no survivors, just the blood scattered up all over the place
We built our smoked out, loced out in the fucking Chevrolet
There's no survivors, just the blood scattered up all over the place
We built our smoked out, loced out in the fucking Chevrolet
There's no survivors, just the blood scattered up all over the place
We built our smoked out, loced out in the fucking Chevrolet

[Verse 1: YUNG MUTT]
Ruby steady swervin' down this muddy road
Whip got like a hunnid spokes
My gas tank needle doesn't show how much gas I'm about to blow
Told $lick, 'don't roll down the windows!'
We'll probably drown just for your info
He rolled the bitch down and let in the minnows
The velvet seats ruined, they used to be pimp though
Swam out the whip, hold my breath, count to ten
Guess this it, so we left
Got to swim to the surface before we start breathin' in water
Looked up and saw the sun fade—I'm a goner
Bitch, lay me down along the bottom of the lake
Forever hauntin' Pontchartrain, until I rise up out my grave

[Hook: Lord Infamous]
There's no survivors, just the blood scattered up all over the place
We built our smoked out, loced out in the fucking Chevrolet
There's no survivors, just the blood scattered up all over the place
We built our smoked out, loced out in the fucking Chevrolet
There's no survivors, just the blood scattered up all over the place
We built our smoked out, loced out in the fucking Chevrolet

[Verse 2: YUNG $CARECROW]
Comin' up out them ditches under bridges in the 7th Ward
Lurkin' back out the cut
Creepin' with Mutt, ridin' down St. Bernard
Xanax bars, Chevy cars
Plenty broads, curve 'em all
Was born to fall
On a good day, I crawl
That cocaína, drippin' out my nose
Pour my fours in Aquafina
It ain't no secret, everybody know that I'm a fiend-a
That weapon keepin', always sleepin' with my loaded Nina
Yung Emphysema always smokin' on that Hiroshima

[Outro: Lord Infamous]
There's no survivors, just the blood scattered up all over the place
We built our smoked out, loced out in the fucking Chevrolet