[Intro]
Yeah, Yelawolf
Catfish Billy!
DJ Klever, Brian Jones, uh!
Two bricks, through the window
Two hit, two crippled
Two fucks, not too given
I'm goin’ to get 'em
Or goin' to prison, woah
[Verse 1]
Dangerous mind of a 22-year-old me, damn what a shame
But I didn’t know the pizza man, I'm just lookin' for the cheese and the bread for the culinary gang
Culinary gang, fuck it and I let the mullet hang
I ain't got the budget to go cut it anyway
Wait, I forgot, I'm paid
Feels like yesterday when I hid in the shade
Now I live in a crib on the hill but I still wake up like I never met Sway
Never opened up for Wu-Tang, like Charlemagne Tha God, got nobody left to hate, perfect
Dirty white boys like me from the South got plenty shit to talk about
Like a front porch with a couch
What, you ain't never heard of Mountain Dew Mouth?
In West Virginia, they put that shit in baby bottles
Way I see it is, fuck it if you want a retard kid, it's made to swallow
So put a bigger hole in a rubber nipple, 'cause his little brother is soon to follow
Be a toothless coal miner just like daddy was and die young way back in the hollow
I’m on some other shit, I’m on a mothership
Keep up with me, no, hoe don't, psych, bitch get a grip
Been around this club
With bros and played all my hits
Jump from stages to mosh pits and swung my fists
Opened up a show for Wiz Khalifa
And his fans all yelled at me, damn
Soon as I get back to ’Bama
I'ma tell my mama y'all heckled me (Perfect)
Motherfuckers ain't poppin’ no trunks tonight, huh
No, good to go, well fuck me
I'm comin' back to San Diego with Danny Trejo with no machete
Food for thought, words must be edible
I gotta tapeworm, never full, ha
Mixtape worm, never coiled
Tangled and stuck, loose and pulled
Like a Reader's Digestive system
Twisted with a list of mystic raps I unfoil
Like a brisket hot, chopped, or liquid boiled
I'm fresh to death, like Egyptian oil
Yeah, Yelawolf
Catfish Billy!
DJ Klever, Brian Jones, uh!
Two bricks, through the window
Two hit, two crippled
Two fucks, not too given
I'm goin’ to get 'em
Or goin' to prison, woah
[Verse 1]
Dangerous mind of a 22-year-old me, damn what a shame
But I didn’t know the pizza man, I'm just lookin' for the cheese and the bread for the culinary gang
Culinary gang, fuck it and I let the mullet hang
I ain't got the budget to go cut it anyway
Wait, I forgot, I'm paid
Feels like yesterday when I hid in the shade
Now I live in a crib on the hill but I still wake up like I never met Sway
Never opened up for Wu-Tang, like Charlemagne Tha God, got nobody left to hate, perfect
Dirty white boys like me from the South got plenty shit to talk about
Like a front porch with a couch
What, you ain't never heard of Mountain Dew Mouth?
In West Virginia, they put that shit in baby bottles
Way I see it is, fuck it if you want a retard kid, it's made to swallow
So put a bigger hole in a rubber nipple, 'cause his little brother is soon to follow
Be a toothless coal miner just like daddy was and die young way back in the hollow
I’m on some other shit, I’m on a mothership
Keep up with me, no, hoe don't, psych, bitch get a grip
Been around this club
With bros and played all my hits
Jump from stages to mosh pits and swung my fists
Opened up a show for Wiz Khalifa
And his fans all yelled at me, damn
Soon as I get back to ’Bama
I'ma tell my mama y'all heckled me (Perfect)
Motherfuckers ain't poppin’ no trunks tonight, huh
No, good to go, well fuck me
I'm comin' back to San Diego with Danny Trejo with no machete
Food for thought, words must be edible
I gotta tapeworm, never full, ha
Mixtape worm, never coiled
Tangled and stuck, loose and pulled
Like a Reader's Digestive system
Twisted with a list of mystic raps I unfoil
Like a brisket hot, chopped, or liquid boiled
I'm fresh to death, like Egyptian oil
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