[Intro] [deep bass throbbing under distorted synth, lo-fi drum beat] [growled] Rrah! Front door talk, backseat math. We're taking everything you got. Count it twice. Then count what’s left. Mr. Petty on the move, no cap, no conscience. [Verse 1] From the N.O. to the A-T-L, dirty south in your ear Chrome on the slab, still sliding like a deer Cup full of purple, keychain heavy with the code Trill in the handshake, keep it low, keep it cold Candy on the bumper, bass shake the whole block Paper in the duffel, make the whole night stop Swangin' through the lot like I own the whole place One grin, one nod, then I cut through the space [Hook 1] Hands up, hands up when I roll through (When I roll through!) Say less, pay up, yeah, you know the rules (You know the rules!) If it ain't nailed down, it goes (It goes!) Catch that grin and move, move (Move, move!) [Verse 2] Pockets got a echo, wallet got a cough Heard you talkin' big, now your crew looks off Keys on the counter, receipt still warm I move real quick when the room gets torn Mr. Petty with the manners, got a smile and a sting Take the chain, take the watch, take the whole damn ring No sermon, no warning, no second try Just a clean little sweep and a hard goodbye [Hook 2] Hands up when I come through (When I come through!) Say less, pay up, we do (We do!) If it ain't nailed down, it goes (It goes!) Catch that grin, that's your cue (That's your cue!) [Verse 3] Got that Crunk in my system, speakers shaking loose Backseat full of trouble and a trunk full of juice Everybody got a plan 'til the plan goes dark Then they folding real fast when I step in the arc Dirty south manners, but the take is neat Leave the room half-empty and the sidewalk beat Trill recognize trill, I don't need to explain I just sweep through the frame like a bruise with a chain [Hook 3] Hands up when I come through (When I come through!) Say less, pay up, we do (We do!) If it ain't nailed down, it goes (It goes!) Catch that grin, that's your cue (That's your cue!) [Verse 4] I seen your hand in the drawer, I seen the tab climb high Seen you talk like a king with a nervous eye Cash in the glovebox, keys by the sink You heard the bass roll in and you started to think Maybe keep it moving, maybe shut that mouth 'Cause the whole room know what we came here for now One wrong blink and the mood goes flat Then the whole squad lean like, "What was that?" [Hook 4] Hands up when I come through (When I come through!) Say less, pay up, we do (We do!) If it ain't nailed down, it goes (It goes!) Catch that grin, that's your cue (That's your cue!) [Verse 5] Paper in the pocket, but I want the stack Top shelf, side table, tuck the rest in back No cap, no mercy, just a straight-up sweep Leave the pride by the mat, let the silence keep Screwed Up Click on the dial, same cold pull Speaker cones rattlin', whole trunk full I don't need a mask, I don't need a story Just a clean little hit with a little bit of glory [Hook 5] Hands up when I come through (When I come through!) Say less, pay up, we do (We do!) If it ain't nailed down, it goes (It goes!) Catch that grin, that's your cue (That's your cue!) [Verse 6] Got your name on a note, got your lock on mine Got the whole route mapped by the parking line You can call it foul, I call it routine Same old midnight work with a sharper sheen From the first door crack to the last light fade Every move on time, every bill we made I ain't here to debate, I ain't here to stall I'm just cleaning the room till there's nothing at all [Hook 6] Hands up when I come through (When I come through!) Say less, pay up, we do (We do!) If it ain't nailed down, it goes (It goes!) Catch that grin, that's your cue (That's your cue!) [Verse 7] Then I ghost through the alley with the bass still loud Chrome nose gleam while I cut through the crowd Candy paint dripping while the whole place stares Pocket full of proof and a few thin glares Mr. Petty in the mirror, got that same mean look No thanks, no favors, just the whole thing took From the N.O. to the A-T-L, that line still rings Dirty south in your ear when the trunk still sings [Hook 7] Hands up when I come through (When I come through!) Say less, pay up, we do (We do!) If it ain't nailed down, it goes (It goes!) Catch that grin, that's your cue (That's your cue!) [Bridge] I know your hand in the till, I seen the tab get tall You talk real slick 'til the room goes quiet and small Keys on the counter, cash in the glovebox door One wrong move and we come back for more [Outro] [deep bass throbbing, piano motif fades under it] [growled] Rrah! Last call, last count, last laugh. We took the whole ledger clean. Count it up. Then count again. Mr. Petty gone, but the rumor stays mean.
