Rollin' on through and gettin' dirty looks
Rollin' on through and gettin' dirty looks
Rollin' on through and gettin' dirty looks
WHATCHU LOOKIN' AT, HUH!? [x2]

Oh heeeeeeey, where you goin'!?
Regardless of your destination listen to me flowin'
Cause my homies got the plan to make you understand
That in comparrison your taste in music just got bland
Like yuk, you didn't even know did you!?
My voice is backed by decibles, how could I kid you!?
I'm a star, you don't know any better
I'm addressing you through their car so you know I must be clever
I say STOP. Residents on the street
Everyone I wanna meet, outside on your feet
I'm talking to you, you're looking at me
Except it's actually just a person who is wishing to be
Rollin' in their ride, music on the side
Windows down, system up, dude you must abide
I know what you're thinking, let me save you the hassle
It goes "TURN THAT PIECE OF SHIT MUSIC DOWN YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!"

Rollin' on through and gettin' dirty looks
Rollin' on through and gettin' dirty looks
Rollin' on through and gettin' dirty looks
WHATCHU LOOKIN' AT, HUH!? [x2]

So whaaaaaaaaat, you got a problem!?
I can say whatever I want I don't even have to rhyme
My fans and their money, already got 'em
So there's no need to concern myself with smarter lines
But I don't have your company, don't have your wallet hooked
So I'm talking to the people outside giving strange looks
That's right, you in the car next to me, whatup!?
I know you hate modern rap, as if I give a fuck
I don't deal with consequences of my actions, EVER
We'll be runnin' with the bass in the speakers forever!
But here's something I find funny, to the keeper of the music
They could take it out of context as you're driving by and lose it
So just for the sake of pissing off some people in the street
Turn the volume up to max so they can hear this incomplete:
It goes fuck you, dirty cunt, hoes bitches and money
I'm a mainstream rapper who thinks abortion is funny!

Rollin' on through and gettin' dirty looks
Rollin' on through and gettin' dirty looks
Rollin' on through and gettin' dirty looks
WHATCHU LOOKIN' AT, HUH!? [x2]

Yo biiiiiiiiiitch, get out my way!
I've got places to be and more loud songs to play
A veiled attempt at irony? The meanings confidential
All I know is that I like it all up in your residential
CHILDREN! Come and listen to the songs
I'm your brand new role model, your parents are wrong
Did you know that guns are fun, did you know that drugs are cool?
And both of these make a mighty fine addition to your school
Am I the monster? Naaah, it wasn't even my doing
I didn't turn up the music, yet there's a storm a-brewing
Of people that want to target me for mistakes
Outside the car windows and lookin' irate
Hey bitch, yeah you, carside with the glasses
I just came here to yell obnoxiously at the masses
Mission accomplished! You can have a nice day
But if you're going to be a bitch about it get out of my way

Rollin' on through and gettin' dirty looks
Rollin' on through and gettin' dirty looks
Rollin' on through and gettin' dirty looks
WHATCHU LOOKIN' AT, HUH!? [x2]