Lyrics Upchurch – Blah Blah

Upchurch:
I’ll be ridin’ down to the yellows flash, new title in the glove box
That thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blah
I stay on my block block, bitches know I rock rock

51-50 Pond Creek Road reppin’ for real (you know it)
Barefoot bandit, dirty feet, confederate bandana still (all day)
Creek squad ’til I’m dirt, black marks from a hearse
When I die I’m gonna be a legend in the outskirts (ah yeah)
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 (ah yeah)
Smokes more than Willie Nelson and got guns like the Army (brbrbrbrah)

Upchurch and Big Murph:
I’ll be ridin’ down to the yellows flash, new title in the glove box
That thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blah
I stay on my block block, bitches know I rock rock
When I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talk
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
You know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blah
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah

Big Murph:
Don’t come for that reachin’
Yeah 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 is medically healin’
Bitch boy stay up out your feelin’s

Upchurch and Big Murph:
I’ll be ridin’ down to the yellows flash, new title in the glove box
That thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blah
I stay on my block block, bitches know I rock rock
When I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talk
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
You know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blah
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah

Upchurch:
I see rappers wastin’ time with a know somewhere else
Another county, ‘nother state, but not protectin’ their belt
In 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 from the middle of Tennessee
I don’t bite unless I want your jugular to bleed
And if you’re lookin’ for a interview, I’ll be in the trees
Pull on that YZ walkin’ wheelies all the way down the street

Upchurch and Big Murph:
I’ll be ridin’ down to the yellows flash, new title in the glove box
That thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blah
I stay on my blah block block, bitches know I rock rock
When I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talk
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
You know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blah
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah blah