[Verse 1: Yelawolf] I hardly expected to target you bitches I guess it's time for me to whip it (Time for me to whip it) Whip it out on you like I got Tourette's with a weapon Now who's gonna fill it? (Fill it?) I ain't no battle rapper, I'm a war veteran Of course I gotta get him, the chord, the sentiment With the floor, the residence gold, pure gold What am I saying? That I am rich That I got a lot of pretty shit No, I'm not, but, yes, I do 'Cept I don't need no complements Just complementary head from your lady when I'm in Paris, thanks That's Oman and Paris colors on my drip, bitch, don't touch the wet paint, uh Impala lookin' like a bowl of water that just spilled all over the pavement (Trill) Cook-up in the mop top, motherfucker, that's rocks Slumerican made men (Trill) Somebody opened up the door to the Chevy, let Yelawolf out of the cage-in I'ma walk through the club in some alligator hide, you would think it was Cajun If you still hating, your pussy's on display then My bulls are on parade and my machine is always raging Them boys, they got that Led Zeppelin, Jimmy Page'n You think you 'bout it 'bout it now 'Til a pack of my hounds crawl out of that basement
[Chorus: Yelawolf] I'm all the way up, don't let your pride get you folded 'cause I'm all the way down, bitch, you think that I won't tote it then You all the way wrong, go back to sleep, get nice and cozy 'Cause I'm all the way up, woah, all the way up, turnt All the way up, don't let your pride get you folded 'cause I'm all the way down, bitch, you think that I won't tote it then You all the way wrong, go back to sleep, get nice and cozy 'Cause I'm all the way up, woah, all the way up, turnt
[Verse 2: MopTop] Ayy, I gotta do the speed limit, look, trust me Cutting the hair, tryna give it a mullet Pocket Rick Ross, baby, I think I'm hustlin' Dope was so strong, made the J hit the dougie Don't want the recognition, just the money Strap always with me, I'm keeping it currently Bae get it with me, ain't takin' it from me She on the board like Coyote Ugly Woke up and ate, lit like dentist It's lookin' like you haven't ate in a minute And how it seems, at the rate that we winnin' Yeah, the Slumboy go to state to you niggas Draymond with the Draco, turn your fitted cap to a halo Las Veg' flow, I don't gamble, but your best bet is to lay low, okay You might get whiplash, whip pass Ride 'til the whip crash, Six Flags Pistol no kick back, get back Get 'em smart like zigzag real fast Pull up like a gym class, gym bag Turnin' up to the max, make 'em feel that I been doing kickback, get racks Run it all the way up on they bitch ass
[Chorus: Yelawolf] I'm all the way up, don't let your pride get you folded 'cause I'm all the way down, bitch, you think that I won't tote it then You all the way wrong, go back to sleep, get nice and cozy 'Cause I'm all the way up, woah, all the way up, turnt All the way up, don't let your pride get you folded 'cause I'm all the way down, bitch, you think that I won't tote it then You all the way wrong, go back to sleep, get nice and cozy 'Cause I'm all the way up, woah, all the way up, turnt
[Verse 3: CookUp Boss] I just keep working my wrist I got no time for these bitches They treatin' me like I'm a star I can't stay out of my kitchen I used to re-up on Liston And piece 'em on Eighth I come from straight out the projects Now I'm Slumerican made CookUp Boss, I'm not a rapper I represent for all the trappers Balling hard like I'm a pastor On the low, dirty bastard Used to be broke, I'm up now Wolf call a play, it's a touchdown Ain't nothin' fuckin' with us now Nigga want smoke then it's up there I'm here to make the trap great again I want the front and the backend I got my rank and my bank up My migo need somewhere to back in I'm so addicted to trappin' Niggas keep tellin' me tap in I see the hate in your face Trife Life got they ass in 'cause...
[Chorus: Yelawolf] I'm all the way up, don't let your pride get you folded 'cause I'm all the way down, bitch, you think that I won't tote it then You all the way wrong, go back to sleep, get nice and cozy 'Cause I'm all the way up, woah, all the way up, turnt All the way up, don't let your pride get you folded 'cause I'm all the way down, bitch, you think that I won't tote it then You all the way wrong, go back to sleep, get nice and cozy 'Cause I'm all the way up, woah, all the way up, turntTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
