Upchurch - Busy lyrics

[Upchurch - Busy lyrics]

Bitch swerve like a deer standin'
On them yellow lines
Miss me like you're shootin' but you
Want no one to die
Say what? I can't hear you, I'm too busy
You too quiet
Tell these pussy ass honkies I don't
Care 'bout what they got
'Cause I'm too busy, I stay
Busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy
'Cause I'm too busy, I stay
Busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy
'Cause I'm too busy, I stay
Busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy
Creek squad, self made
Good enough to pass emissions

Hey, fuck what anybody got to say
I came up from that trailer life
And bought a fuckin' Gatlinburg estate
Now I wake up on vaca'
My nearest neighbor a mile away
My weed got me miles away, my lungs
Yeah they stay haulin' A
I got gas in the truck
I got weed in the blunt
All my broke friends that grew up with
Me ride 'round in what they want
'Cause we walked a couple thousand miles
And never stabbed each other's back
All my real friends fit inside
A Coupe de Ville Cadillac
Shout out Moffat, shout out
Snooze, shout out Stump, shout out Gerdy
Pegram, Kingston, PV, AC, Swamps, and Hollas
Yeah you heard me i am what you see
Nothin' more than dirt inside the lines
Huckleberry Church
I be divin' in the lonely pines

Bitch swerve like a deer standin'
On them yellow lines
Miss me like you're shootin' but you
Want no one to die
Say what? I can't hear you, I'm too busy
You too quiet
Tell these pussy ass honkies I don't
Care 'bout what they got
'Cause I'm too busy, I stay
Busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy
'Cause I'm too busy, I stay
Busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy
'Cause I'm too busy, I stay
Busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy
Creek squad, self made
Good enough to pass emissions
(Creek-creek-creek-creek-creek squad, uh)

Swervin' in the Buick like somebody's papaw
Wacky tabacky, back it up, pull my overalls
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Yeah two tone screw
But for y'all like fuckin' Dewalt
I don't wanna play no giggity ga-games
Libitty lame fame
Me and you ain't the siggity-same mayne
I be givin' the middle finger
To any and everybody who
Wanna come seesaw what I did to this rap game
I'm the shit motherfucker when it's down
When it's winter time moon roof in my truck
I stay howlin' when I'm passin' by
Flames from out the pipes
Slidin' by like I'm Crash Bandicoot
Dropped out of school and now I hop
In coupes with fuckin' dirty boots
Like hey fuck the CMA's
Hey fuck the Telemundo
I don't acknowledge who you are or
Who's important at your household
I'm dirty dirty baby
To Hollywood don't exist
And I'll be in the country baby
Bumpin' ballin' like a bitch

Bitch swerve like a deer standin'
On them yellow lines
Miss me like you're shootin' but you
Want no one to die
Say what? I can't hear you, I'm too busy
You too quiet
Tell these pussy ass honkies I don't
Care 'bout what they got
'Cause I'm too busy, I stay
Busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy
'Cause I'm too busy, I stay
Busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy
'Cause I'm too busy, I stay
Busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy
Creek squad, self made
Good enough to pass emissions

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