Upchurch - C.H.E.A.T.H.A.M. lyrics
[Upchurch - C.H.E.A.T.H.A.M. lyrics]
Church (Church, Church, Church, Church, Church)
Yeah, okay
Eh, I be posted up in park
Fumes comin' out my shit exhaust
Yellow lights just beamin' on that gravel
Spot when no ones up
My glove box got Beam by the fifth
Blunt look big like AO Smith
Mossy Oak drenched on my Range
'cause I'm white trash that hit it big
They say I sound like Kid Rock
If he's born in the south
Yeah, sweet potato pie and THC in my mouth
Got hollow tips in the nine
I'm so 6 1 to the 5
And I almost drowned in the river
Where Hank said we can survive
CHEATHAM (You know it)
You can hear my pipes all
The way into the AM cHEATHAM (You know it)
Rollin' stoned before I was
In every stoners playlist cheatham
Ain't changed from the days when
I didn't have a thing, bitch
CHEATHAM (You know it)
I say I got them tags to cap
Some rappers when I hunt shit
Mud drippin' off of my soul forever
Until the ocean is an empty desert
Until a fat chick grows big wings
And sings the fuckin' National Anthem
I'm so river rat until I eve
Off to a monster brah
I was a fish now I'm the
Megalodon that's hungry for your boat
And I stay in the sticks with
The hicks and the firearms
So much smoke out my windows I'm
Hearin' my neighbors fire alarm
It's Mr cheatham County
Mr nothing you can tell me
Mr one of Nashville's legends
Johnny Cash would be impressed with Church
CHEATHAM (You know it)
You can hear my pipes all
The way into the AM cHEATHAM (You know it)
Rollin' stoned before I was
In every stoners playlist cheatham
Ain't changed from the days when
I didn't have a thing, bitch
CHEATHAM (You know it)
I say I got them tags to cap
Some rappers when I hunt shit
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
Yeah, okay
Eh, I be posted up in park
Fumes comin' out my shit exhaust
Yellow lights just beamin' on that gravel
Spot when no ones up
My glove box got Beam by the fifth
Blunt look big like AO Smith
Mossy Oak drenched on my Range
'cause I'm white trash that hit it big
They say I sound like Kid Rock
If he's born in the south
Yeah, sweet potato pie and THC in my mouth
Got hollow tips in the nine
I'm so 6 1 to the 5
And I almost drowned in the river
Where Hank said we can survive
CHEATHAM (You know it)
You can hear my pipes all
The way into the AM cHEATHAM (You know it)
Rollin' stoned before I was
In every stoners playlist cheatham
Ain't changed from the days when
I didn't have a thing, bitch
CHEATHAM (You know it)
I say I got them tags to cap
Some rappers when I hunt shit
Mud drippin' off of my soul forever
Until the ocean is an empty desert
Until a fat chick grows big wings
And sings the fuckin' National Anthem
I'm so river rat until I eve
Off to a monster brah
I was a fish now I'm the
Megalodon that's hungry for your boat
And I stay in the sticks with
The hicks and the firearms
So much smoke out my windows I'm
Hearin' my neighbors fire alarm
It's Mr cheatham County
Mr nothing you can tell me
Mr one of Nashville's legends
Johnny Cash would be impressed with Church
CHEATHAM (You know it)
You can hear my pipes all
The way into the AM cHEATHAM (You know it)
Rollin' stoned before I was
In every stoners playlist cheatham
Ain't changed from the days when
I didn't have a thing, bitch
CHEATHAM (You know it)
I say I got them tags to cap
Some rappers when I hunt shit
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)