Yelawolf - Ain't Going Out Like That lyrics
Yelawolf [Michael Wayne Atha] Gadsden, Alabama/Antioch, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yelawolf - Ain't Going Out Like That lyrics]
Grandpa, grandpa hold up the fort
Billy's got the ball on an open court
Rolling dope as a summer time sport
Hold up! I'm on the hill
If you shake it up, better let it chill
Creekwater still spills
Baby's gotta eat so I steal that meal
Rapper with a steel shield
Pedal the big wheel kind of a big deal
Black like a wet seal white like an x pill
Fight like a trailer park, boy!
Raw best still look for the best deal
Look no further
I put habaneros on your hamburger
I pull bow and arrows out on you
You would think it's murder
Leave me with your bitch in a mini-skirt
And I might serve her park on the curber
Treating the beat like a pervert
Fuck it, eat it, beat it, see us
Like a cleavage on a
Scenic route through my city
I bleed it, believe it I breath it harder
Mama! Pick up hella weed and
Hello papa tis' the season
Mine is coming, his is leaving
Sally ain't looking good
What's she breathing?
Meth addicts, dead rabbit's
Come up! But, I'm good at it
Pull out the needles
Let me see if I can leave them tatted
I got that shit is selling homie? habit
To avenues cuts alleyways dirt
Roads paddle boats
Paddle through lake? Through a fork!
Still got a duffel bag in the trunk
If I'm going out, I'm going out with a honk
Who, what, when, where? Buddy I'll be there
Watch my Paw Paw pull a sawed
Off out of the rocking chair (POP)
I don't know how to stop it, stop where?
Here? Alright, cool i guess
I'll leave it there, dude
Now pick it up
Moonshine in the noon time
Give me the hiccitup
Stick it up baby, you just ain't thick enough
Put a brick in your butt, let's thicken it up
That's how we live it up
That's movin' weight
Call it and pick the kitties up
Sit in this pick up truck
Let's go hit the city, slut
808 black and give you many nuts
Vibrate on a highway that's Catfish Billy up
Go pop a pilly I'm a toon like I'm mitted up
On a mushroom oppurtune' let's kick it up
Gitty up
Gitty up horsey I'll rock your pretty up
Idiot shouldn'ta took a loan
From a loan shark you owe me money as soon
As the fucking song starts
I am a thrown dart, don't walk in front of it
Don't be a football to the boot
That I punt it with, nice kick field goal!
I spit ice picksCypress Hill bro
That's some tight shit
But that's what I'm here for
We ain't going out like that