[Chorus: Choirboy Dank & Ouija Macc]
(Pull my, pull my hearse up)
Hearses, hearses, I be ridin' hearses
See me bend the block and everybody gettin' nervous
(Pull my hearse up)
Hearses, hearses, we be ridin' hearses
Talk down on the Toof and you gon' prolly need our service
(Pull my hearse up)
Hearses, hearses, I be ridin' hearses
See me bend the block and everybody gettin' nervous (Skrrt! Skrrt!)
(Pull my hearse up)
Hearses, hearses, I be ridin' hearses
Pull over, hop out, put you in that hearse, uh

[Post-Chorus: Anissa Burdick & Ouija Macc]
Skinny, skinny, skinny, skinny, skinny model bitches in my trunk
I pop it open
(I pop it open, pop it, pop it open)
Skinny, skinny, skinny, skinny model bitches (What?) in my trunk
I pop it open (Ha!)
(I pop it open, pop it, pop, pop, pop it open)

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
Shawty pale, she pour the lean in my ginger ale
Holy grail, bitch roll the blunt, we gon' have a little show-and-tell
We in them hearses, bendin' blocks I know too well
She snort some yayo, them lean nails good for countin' my mail
My whip is like a hearse, these shorties dyin' to get in (In)
I say that's cool with me, I love the coldness of they skin (Skin)
Las Vegas is a crazy place my darling, duck yo' head (Head)
They bustin' shots and floodin' the blocks, put it in my lap instead
(Pull my, pull my hearse up)
They dead if they fuck with me
Got dead bitches fuckin' me (Uh)
My skin is like a Ouija board how gothic bitches touchin' me
Got killers in my company
This evil shit's a luxury
That you can't afford
Speak ill of the Lord, yo' vocal cords gon' come with me (Huh)
(Pull my, pull my hearse up)
Sucka motherfucker get back, 'less you a bitch or a playa with a [?]
All I really wanna know is where the chips at
All my killas really wanna do is *gun cocks*
So lil' woadie lemme get that
We don't really wanna see yo' wig splat
But there damn well could be a mishap
You don't get past that
[Chorus: Choirboy Dank & Ouija Macc]
(Pull my, pull my hearse up)
Hearses, hearses, I be ridin' hearses
See me bend the block and everybody gettin' nervous
(Pull my hearse up)
Hearses, hearses, we be ridin' hearses
Talk down on the Toof and you gon' prolly need our service
(Pull my hearse up)
Hearses, hearses, I be ridin' hearses
See me bend the block and everybody gettin' nervous (Skrrt! Skrrt!)
(Pull my hearse up)
Hearses, hearses, I be ridin' hearses
Pull over, hop out, put you in that hearse, uh

[Post-Chorus: Anissa Burdick]
Skinny, skinny, skinny model bitches in my trunk
I pop it open
(I pop it open, pop it, pop it open)
Skinny, skinny, skinny model bitches in my trunk
I pop it open
(I pop it open, pop it)

[Verse 2: Choirboy Dank]
(Pull my, pull my hearse up)
Fingers blackened by the passion of a hard day's work
Bumper draggin' on the wagon of my clean black hearse
Reverse
Take a bill up off the dash as I look up in the glass
Another prick lookin' for cash
Money, money like Monopoly
I don't play
Saw that clown there, oh you can't?
Yeah, you don't say?
Don't wait, know exactly where that fat bitch stay
Disrespect I don't take but for the rest...
(Pull my hearse up)
Black candles, gold crosses, searchin', servin' 'em in them white churches
Workin', learnin', even evil has a meaning and purpose
That real rap resurgence, out the smoke the Toof emerges
You can sell yo' soul, partner, lemme...
(Pull my, pull my hearse up)
I'm browsin' Google tryna look this voodoo curse up
To fill her brain, she thought I would fill her purse up
Gave her that Jonestown juice, she was out on the first cup
Check please, valet pull my fuckin' hearse up
[Chorus: Choirboy Dank & Ouija Macc]
(Pull my, pull my hearse up)
Hearses, hearses, I be ridin' hearses
See me bend the block and everybody gettin' nervous
(Pull my hearse up)
Hearses, hearses, we be ridin' hearses
Talk down on the Toof and you gon' prolly need our service
(Pull my hearse up)
Hearses, hearses, I be ridin' hearses
See me bend the block and everybody gettin' nervous (Skrrt! Skrrt!)
(Pull my hearse up)
Hearses, hearses, I be ridin' hearses
Pull over, hop out, put you in that hearse, uh

[Verse 3: Anissa Burdick]
Skinny, skinny, skinny, skinny model bitches in my trunk
I pop it open
Honking for some head
Lookin' thin, all these bones are showin'
Trick-or-treat, time to eat, lick my kitty cat
Make it rain on your face, how you like that?
(Pull my hearse up)
Skinny, skinny, skinny model bitches in my trunk
I pop it open
(I pop it open, pop it, pop it open)
Skinny, skinny, skinny model bitches in my trunk
I pop it open
(I pop it open, pop, pop, pop it open)
[Verse 4: Ouija Macc]
(Hit that, hit that [?])
Doors open, mane
Doors open, mane
We be bendin' them corners on yo' side
Dead soldiers, mane
Dead soldiers, mane
Even when we in the whip we ghost ridin'
You won't find me slippin' (No)
Dead don't ask me how I'm livin' (How?)
Empty the hearse for the mission
Gotta sacrifice a motherfucker for the vision, listen
(Pull my hearse up)
We ride, now see how my posse be dippin'
Lookin' for the V-I-C-T-I-M, motherfuckin' victim
(Woop! Woop! Woop! Woop!)
Sharpen my scalpel to make the incision
Slit yo' throat just like Nicole
Drag yo' body home to watch The Simpsons
Baby, I ain't even got to pass the dro

[Verse 5: Choirboy Dank]
(Pull my, pull my hearse up)
I ain't even got to let you know
You can only reap what you sow
But can always take what you don't
[?] you can sleep six below
If you take from the wrong one [?]
Burnin' in the hearse tryna cover up the scent
Blowin' like a vent, spendin' every cent
[?]
Bodyin' beats and we murderin' those
Talkin' that shit, better reel in the shots
Real as a ghost, real as it gets
Guess I suppose it's like digging this ditch
This feeling I get when I'm killin' this bitch
Ew, still I be stealin' for rent
Real deal, no need to invent
We gonna see how much of yo' clique fit in them
Hearses