I Wish (feat. Raekwon)

Chill, chill, chill, let 'em rhyme, man

You know what it do man, just sit back, relax

Yelawolf, what up?

Raekwon in the building

I'm Alabama's own, buddy

Flintstone Caprice, 1987 Cuddy

Backyard moonshine steel, methadone laboratory real

Can I keep it crystal clear?

Chipped tooth type of people

Illiterate pigs who wanna see you killed type of evil

Confederate flags, I see 'em

On a truck with the windows down

Why is he playing Beanie Siegel?

'Cause his daddy was a dope man

Lynyrd Skynyrd didn't talk about moving keys of coke, man

Ain't no such thing as a free bird

Billy's got that street work and he's packing a nasty heater

Trailer home trap spot, Chevys on the cinder blocks

Still doing donuts in the gravel parking lot

Gold ropes, cousin's in a group home

And he knows every word to every Yelawolf song, bitch

I wish a motherfucker would

Tell me that I ain't hip-hop

Bitch, you ain't hip-hop

I wish a motherfucker would

Tell me that my shit gonna flop

Bitch, your shit gonna flop

I wish a motherfucker would

Tell me that I ain't hip-hop

Bitch, you ain't hip-hop

I wish a motherfucker would

(Hell naw) I wish a motherfucker would

Now let me tell you somethin', youngsters

I'm never gonna sell you somethin'

Unless it's that snow white

We might mail you somethin'

Me? I'm straight raw hood with it

Be at your door quick, four on your jaw, I got a new lick

My clique, we murder **** who love hip-hop

You fuck with Yelawolf and them ****, your head gon' pop

I'm just sincere, fresh cut, all up in the leer, listen

Yo, leave 'em alone, he brought me along

Rap, he got it, I'm the crew pilot

Flyin' trains, planes, automobiles, we 'bout, 'bout it

Yo Wolf, I think they got you twisted flow

I got the biscuit on me, spit in his face, I'm 'bout to piss on homie

Who dem ****? Just some Staten Island ****

You could call us Shaolin, where **** get drunk

And hold me down my ****, Yelawolf, Alabama's vandal

Scramble, this is the true ramble

Ay yo, give 'em yo' handle though

I wish a motherfucker would

Tell me that I ain't hip-hop

Bitch, you ain't hip-hop

I wish a motherfucker would

Tell me that my shit gonna flop

Bitch, your shit gonna flop

I wish a motherfucker would

Tell me that I ain't hip-hop

Bitch, you ain't hip-hop

I wish a motherfucker would

(Hell naw) I wish a motherfucker would

I appreciate it Rae, sling shot me in quick

Like the Talladega Motor Speedway

King shit, blue ribbon rap

Baking sodas on the kitchen rack

Chef, what you need? These fiends got a itchy back

Get busy crack

I'll be in the cut, just call me "Mr. Is-He-Back?"

And you don't gotta call my black, I got direction

I'm a road map, I'm an almanac

I'm in awe of these hogs who call on rap to ball and brag

Fuck all of that, Wu-Tang's in 'Bama, bitch

Get a grip, handle it, Yela's in the revival tent

Vandalist, Evangelist, daddy's got the cannabis

Make a wish, the candles lit, white boys follow this

Mama's thirty-aught-six, long-range hollow tips

Trashed off the glue you build an airplane model with

In the gutter, like an empty PBR bottle is

I wish a motherfucker would

Tell me that I ain't hip-hop

Bitch, you ain't hip-hop

I wish a motherfucker would

Tell me that my shit gonna flop

Bitch, your shit gonna flop

I wish a motherfucker would

Tell me that I ain't hip-hop

Bitch, you ain't hip-hop

I wish a motherfucker would

(Hell naw) I wish a motherfucker would

I wish a motherfucker would (Tell me)

I wish a motherfucker would

Better watch yo' mouth

I wish a motherfucker would

Alabama in the building

We go that far

I wish a motherfucker would

Shout out from here all the way to Asia

Ya idiot

I wish a motherfucker would

Fuck you talkin' 'bout, man?

I wish a motherfucker would

For real

Keep talkin' man, keep actin' like he don't know what he doin', man

Yeah, it's all real

Yelawolf, shalom

Raekwon, it's goin' down

Alabama, shout out to Atlanta

Gonna do it, Yelawolf

I wish a motherfucker would