歌词

[Verse 1]
(Though many have come)
(There will never be another one)
(Quite like Yelawolf)
[Verse 2]
Everybody, get the fuck up!
Everybody, get the fuck up!
[Verse 3]
Daddy gonna pop that trunk
Yeah, battleship sunk, throwin' dirt clot chunks
Slingshot rocks, broke, no money lumps
Lookin' up to D boys with the pretty dunks
Slick, sit down, you ain't in the city, chump
Special K make the kitties come, get you some, get many guns
Move 'em out, ten toes down, pity none
Get your own Dixie, won't give a dog a bone
Sittin' on bigger chrome yeah, that's home
Bird fight, pit fight, what a good song
Lookin' at the world like what I do wrong?
Nothing but a mailman truck comin' back for the pickup
I'm a gift you can't get rid of, recline on me, homie
I'ma make you sit up, get drunk, do it
Stage lights are lit up, scream like
[Verse 4]
Everybody, get the fuck up!
Everybody, get the fuck up!
[Verse 5]
Let the beat ride like that
Yeah, I'm a Thunderbird never comin' back
Thunder in the trunk, thunder in the dope sack
I serve 'em up thunder in the dope raps (Boom)
Big 'Lacs in the tall grass, sit with the tires flat
Real good price buddy, you should buy that
Blink and you might pass my town
Hole in the wall king, my crown, oh but of all things, my sound
Is pickin' up like a 30 mile long train
Slow climb up but such a long drain
So how did I become a pick of all names?
What a fairytale, like Ichabod Crane
The headless horseman runnin' untamed like
[Verse 6]
Everybody, get the fuck up!
Everybody, get the fuck up!
Written by: Malay, Michael Atha, William Washington
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