[Verse 1]
I walk up to the police
In Detroit city
And I'm like
"Excuse me officer, I'm tryna find some weed"
And he's like
"Shit, so are we! Why don't you roll with me?
We're gonna go around pulling over some minorities"
"That's what I'm talkin' about"

[Pre-Chorus]
Get up in the police ride, ride
Crack a forty ounce inside, side
N***a, we be gettin' high, high
Me and the cops rollin' 'round goin' sixty
When we see a trick ass bitch
We gonna' tell a ho to drop them titties

[Chorus]
Go cops, get the dogs
Let's go fuck with old folks
That's right, let's get high
And pull over black guys
Get buzzed, smoke some drugs
Bitch, I'm rollin' with the fuzz, now
Po, po, po, po
Po, po, po, po
Smoke rocks with the cops
Let's go storm the barber shop
It sure is nice, being' white
"Haha, just kiddin' black guys"
Wavin' guns at some nuns
Bitch bend over, we the fuzz, ho
Po, po, po, po
Po, po, po, po
[Verse 2]
So we pull up the police car right up to KFC and we're like
"Gimme a chicken sandwich and waffle fries for free" (Unforgivable)
But everyone ran out the store and we're like
"Hey, come back here! I'm just hungry, I won't search you for no crack rocks, n****"
Now, that's just awful

[Pre-Chorus]
Get up out the police car, car
Police unleash the dogs, dogs
Dogs are chasin' people down the road, road
Bark, bark, bark, bark
Me and the cops drivin' down uptown, town
Tryin' to find someone brown, brown
Pull over someone brown
Let's pull over someone brown

[Chorus]
Go cops, get the dogs
Let's go fuck with old folks
That's right, let's get high
And pull over black guys
Get buzzed, smoke some drugs
Bitch, I'm rollin' with the fuzz, now
Po, po, po, po
Po, po, po, po
Smoke rocks with the cops
Let's go storm the barber shop
It sure is nice, being' white
"Haha, just kiddin' black guys"
Wavin' guns at some nuns
Bitch bend over, we the fuzz, ho
Po, po, po, po
Po, po, po, po
[Verse 3]
They pull me over and they're like
"Yo, my bad, I thought you were a black guy"
I said
"It's fine, you see I'm white, but I look black when I'm dancin'"
They pull me over and they're like
"Yo, my bad. I thought you were Indian"
I said
"What kind? The 7/11 kind? Or the kind of Indian that goes 'who, who, oh, oh, oh, who'"
The police said
"I honestly can't tell the difference"

[Chorus]
Go cops, get the dogs
Let's go fuck with old folks
That's right, let's get high
And pull over black guys
Get buzzed, smoke some drugs
Bitch, I'm rollin' with the fuzz, now
Po, po, po, po
Po, po, po, po
Smoke rocks with the cops
Let's go storm the barber shop
It sure is nice, being' white
"Haha, just kiddin' black guys"
Wavin' guns at some nuns
Bitch bend over, we the fuzz, ho
Po, po, po, po
Po, po, po, po