Blah Blah (feat. Big Murph)

I'll be ridin' down till the yellows flash, no title in the glove box

That thing is someone else's name, the safety off that blah blah

I stay on my block, block, bitches know I rock, rock

When I hit the stage, all them hater's gon' do is talk, talk

5150 Pond Creek Road, reppin' for real

Barefoot bandit, dirty feet, confederate bandana still

Creek Squad till I'm dirt, black marks from a hearse

When I die I'm gonna be a legend in the outskirts

Yeah, my swag is so filthy, the Huck Finn of the whole industry

Hood folks be actin' sketchy and the yuppies not into me

White boy with a voice, with an accent thicker than honey

Smokes more than Willie Nelson and got guns like the Army

I'll be ridin' down till the yellows flash, no title in the glove box

That thing is someone else's name, the safety off that blah, blah

I stay on my block, block, bitches know I rock, rock

When I hit the stage, all them hater's gon' do is talk, talk

I stay on my block, block, I stay on my block, block

I stay on my block, block, I stay on my block, block

You know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blah

I stay on my block, block, I stay on my block, block

I come for that region where they'll pop you for no reason

Throw them hands and now you leakin' like the cracks up in my ceilin'

This the land of dirty dealin's, my kush in medically healin'

Bitch boy stay up out your feelin's, that sucker shit's unappealin'

I stay on my block, block, beat off in my sock, sock

Haters like to talk, talk, all I hear is blah blah

My shotty go blah blah, you swear like a boss, boss

Bitch, you know I rock, rock, got this shit on lock, lock

I'll be ridin' down till the yellows flash, no title in the glove box

That thing is someone else's name, the safety off that blah blah

I stay on my block, block, bitches know I rock, rock

When I hit the stage, all them hater's gon' do is talk, talk

I stay on my block, block, I stay on my block, block

I stay on my block, block, I stay on my block, block

You know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blah

I stay on my block, block, I stay on my block, block

I see rappers waste their time with their know somewhere else

Another county, 'nother state, but not protectin' their belt

And every woods and hoods prolly got a damn culture to see

This is the meltin' pot, so won't you  come and smoke one with me?

I'm just a dirty white boy in the middle of Tennessee

I don't bite unless I want your jugular to bleed

And if you lookin' for a interview, I'll be in the trees

Or on that YZ, walkin' wheelies all the way down the street

I'll be ridin' down till the yellows flash, no title in the glove box

That thing is someone else's name, the safety off that blah blah

I stay on my block, block, bitches know I rock, rock

When I hit the stage, all them hater's gon' do is talk, talk

I stay on my block, block, I stay on my block, block

I stay on my block, block, I stay on my block, block

You know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blah

I stay on my block, block, I stay on my block, block, block