Upchurch, EmzyG - RHEC Shit lyrics
[Upchurch, EmzyG - RHEC Shit lyrics]
Let the BandPlay, let the BandPlay
It ain't my fault that your bitch wanna
Touch me everytime I step on stage
It ain't my fault I got
A quarter million dollar house
25 years of age
It ain't my fault that I'm redneck ballin'
With a hick town squad and
I'm livin' like Trump
Ask anybody in the 615 bitch
Everybody know I got that bump (Oh yeah)
And I ain't even from the city
But city slickin' bitches show me their
Titties in every venue I visit
So keep talkin' that bullshit on
All of my playlists
'Cause this a big boy game
You can't even play this
I know I ain't the first one
To spit that slang words
I came out two years ago now
They know the boy dangerous
No diss songs from a poppin'
Artist 'cause they know
I light that ass up, drop the mic
Get flame thrown i got that heat like a
Every time drama starts I
Don't even get nervous if you cross into my
Lane motherfucker better swerve
I'll be out in the cut, no cell phone service
Boy the buck knife sharp
Don't slip get murdered
Don't come into my studio if
You ain't been heard of
I'm exclusive all you labels
Shove your artists, don't service
I ain't even went hard
Six albums and it still all charted
If you ain't runnin' with the team
I don't wanna know you
RHEC, I reckon we killin' shit
And takin' over yeah
All I do is RHEC shit bitch
All I do is RHEC shit bitch
If you ain't runnin' with the team
I don't wanna know you
RHEC, I reckon we killin' shit
And takin' over yeah
All I do is RHEC shit bitch
All I do is RHEC shit bitch, ha
I prolly shouldn't do what I'm
Finna do to these bitches
Grim reaper, grab the heater
I have her goin' missin'
Sick of people showin' love
Time to start dissin'
Dog run over the trunk of the Civic
I'm feelin' tipsy and I brought
My pistol with me
Then I bring the people won't be
Too many rats in my city
I got some rats in their 50's
They super statin' they gritty
How the fuck you think my
Fuckin' shit can eat you's a duck
I see you quackin' just like a punk
That's why you don't get respect and
All your homies set you off
'Cause you're phony, fake as fuck
Prolly takes it in the butt
While you gargle up a mouth full of nut
Now listen up little bitch (Bitch)
I've been through shit that'll make you sick
And I've died three times
Trick ready to die again
When it comes to freestylin' you know
I don't need a pen
Sippin' gin in the backwoods Creek Squad shit
If you ain't runnin' with the team
I don't wanna know you
RHEC, I reckon we killin' shit
And takin' over yeah
All I do is RHEC shit bitch
All I do is RHEC shit bitch
If you ain't runnin' with the team
I don't wanna know you
RHEC, I reckon we killin' shit
And takin' over yeah
All I do is RHEC shit bitch
All I do is RHEC shit bitch, ha
Creek Squad shit creek Squad shit
It ain't my fault that your bitch wanna
Touch me everytime I step on stage
It ain't my fault I got
A quarter million dollar house
25 years of age
It ain't my fault that I'm redneck ballin'
With a hick town squad and
I'm livin' like Trump
Ask anybody in the 615 bitch
Everybody know I got that bump (Oh yeah)
And I ain't even from the city
But city slickin' bitches show me their
Titties in every venue I visit
So keep talkin' that bullshit on
All of my playlists
'Cause this a big boy game
You can't even play this
I know I ain't the first one
To spit that slang words
I came out two years ago now
They know the boy dangerous
No diss songs from a poppin'
Artist 'cause they know
I light that ass up, drop the mic
Get flame thrown i got that heat like a
Every time drama starts I
Don't even get nervous if you cross into my
Lane motherfucker better swerve
I'll be out in the cut, no cell phone service
Boy the buck knife sharp
Don't slip get murdered
Don't come into my studio if
You ain't been heard of
I'm exclusive all you labels
Shove your artists, don't service
I ain't even went hard
Six albums and it still all charted
If you ain't runnin' with the team
I don't wanna know you
RHEC, I reckon we killin' shit
And takin' over yeah
All I do is RHEC shit bitch
All I do is RHEC shit bitch
If you ain't runnin' with the team
I don't wanna know you
RHEC, I reckon we killin' shit
And takin' over yeah
All I do is RHEC shit bitch
All I do is RHEC shit bitch, ha
I prolly shouldn't do what I'm
Finna do to these bitches
Grim reaper, grab the heater
I have her goin' missin'
Sick of people showin' love
Time to start dissin'
Dog run over the trunk of the Civic
I'm feelin' tipsy and I brought
My pistol with me
Then I bring the people won't be
Too many rats in my city
I got some rats in their 50's
They super statin' they gritty
How the fuck you think my
Fuckin' shit can eat you's a duck
I see you quackin' just like a punk
That's why you don't get respect and
All your homies set you off
'Cause you're phony, fake as fuck
Prolly takes it in the butt
While you gargle up a mouth full of nut
Now listen up little bitch (Bitch)
I've been through shit that'll make you sick
And I've died three times
Trick ready to die again
When it comes to freestylin' you know
I don't need a pen
Sippin' gin in the backwoods Creek Squad shit
If you ain't runnin' with the team
I don't wanna know you
RHEC, I reckon we killin' shit
And takin' over yeah
All I do is RHEC shit bitch
All I do is RHEC shit bitch
If you ain't runnin' with the team
I don't wanna know you
RHEC, I reckon we killin' shit
And takin' over yeah
All I do is RHEC shit bitch
All I do is RHEC shit bitch, ha
Creek Squad shit creek Squad shit