Lyrics Upchurch – Can’t Fuck With Us
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(Goddang I’ve had a bad day)
(Two of my trucks fucking broke down I ended up almost fighting a motherfucker band play side)
(You can come and get it, come and get it, get it, pow, pow)
Church
Yeah I know some folks don’t wanna see me win
I’ll replicate Talladega just to cut me some doughnuts in
Hah, with all the beer cans in my back yard
You got a second look to make sure it ain’t Sterling Marlin’s car
You wanna test my redneck, try to punch me in my white face
Keeping up with me is like bringing shoes to a drag race
I got some much traction I’m getting sponsored by Firestone
I’ve yet to find a country rapper making me work more
Cause I’m the king of this shit, I can’t stress it enough
Everybody writing songs like they someone tough
And I confront you at a show and you don’t say nothing
Chop ya fingers off, bitch, and stop pressing my buttons
Yeah, I’m loosing the boots and I’m throwing curve balls with lightning
Pissing everybody off to me is kinda exciting
I’m solo with a Jack handle to anyone wanna fight me
I got more guns in my truck than T.I. when he got indited, bitch
You gon’ get your head bust if you fuck with us
You gon’ get your head bust if you fuck with us
You gon’ get your head bust if you fuck with us
Mile deep in the woods, yeah, they know what’s up
You gon’ get your head bust if you fuck with us
You gon’ get your head bust if you fuck with us
You gon’ get your head bust if you fuck with us
Mile deep in the woods, yeah, they know what’s up
I didn’t travel to Nashville, shit, I was born in the heart
Round a bunch of Dixie chicks and some slick-ass cars
Broken bottles in the alleys from last Friday
You can say you’re from the view to give your image some flavor
But I done jumped them printers alley, won’t you do me a favor
Take a handle of Jack and get loose down on Second Avenue
Slap a chick on the ass and fight her boyfriend and brother too
Nashville made me mean, Cheatham county made me meaner
That’s why when I’m out in public I’m Bruce Wayne with my demeanor
Your truck clean, my trucks cleaner, your bad bitch, she want my wiener
I’m that mother fucker making all y’all look some beginners, Church
You gon’ get your head bust if you fuck with us
You gon’ get your head bust if you fuck with us
You gon’ get your head bust if you fuck with us
Mile deep in the woods, yeah, they know what’s up
You gon’ get your head bust if you fuck with us
You gon’ get your head bust if you fuck with us
You gon’ get your head bust if you fuck with us
Mile deep in the woods, yeah, they know what’s up
Yeah I know some folks don’t wanna see me win
I’ll replicate Talladega just to cut me some doughnuts in
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
