Yelawolf - BMF (Freestyle) lyrics
Yelawolf [Michael Wayne Atha] Gadsden, Alabama/Antioch, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yelawolf - BMF Freestyle lyrics]
Trunk muzik 0-60 coming in septem-
Oh it's not September anymore? fuck!
Trunk muzik 0-60 coming in october
Bi i tcch heeeeesssss!
I think I'm Johnny Cash hank Williams
Young Strug' waylon Jennings
One nation under god
Jesus must drive a Harley
I'm too fuckin' hard
HA HA HA these haters are trippin'
They want me to get Buck Wrapped
But before i do something that stupid
I Fall in love with cat stacks
And stop reppin' Alabama and
Move to Japan like "Ni-Hao, Ki-Shen"
"Hello, how are you? how you been?"
But, I'm doin' fine!
Everything, everything, everything's Golden
These hoes are mine!
How do I pimp when I never change clothing?
Cause, I grab her by the hip?
Should I take her lip?
Like I'm fucking back again
And when I take her to the whip
She gon' get it wet
But when I put it on the left
Everybody lookin' at the menu now
And wanna get a verse from the wolf
Well bitch, do I look like a cook? (no)
So why you askin' me what's good?
He worked in the 80's
A little little country baby
The baby had a dream
But baby had a thing for
Lighting up leather in 80's
(That boy's crazy) Everybody called him crazy
He didn't understand
'Til he put fire to the end of the Wick
And the shit blew up in his hand, damn!
Call 911, I blew off an appendige
Went to jail on acid for
A whiskey bottle sentence aH!
I think im Jimi Hendrix jim Morrison
Back from the dead still Recordin'
One nation under god
Jesus must drive a harley im too fuckin' hard
I Think im Elvis Presley eminem
Kid Rock all three of them
One nation under god
Jesus must drive a harley i'm to fuckin' hard
Oh it's not September anymore? fuck!
Trunk muzik 0-60 coming in october
Bi i tcch heeeeesssss!
I think I'm Johnny Cash hank Williams
Young Strug' waylon Jennings
One nation under god
Jesus must drive a Harley
I'm too fuckin' hard
HA HA HA these haters are trippin'
They want me to get Buck Wrapped
But before i do something that stupid
I Fall in love with cat stacks
And stop reppin' Alabama and
Move to Japan like "Ni-Hao, Ki-Shen"
"Hello, how are you? how you been?"
But, I'm doin' fine!
Everything, everything, everything's Golden
These hoes are mine!
How do I pimp when I never change clothing?
Cause, I grab her by the hip?
Should I take her lip?
Like I'm fucking back again
And when I take her to the whip
She gon' get it wet
But when I put it on the left
Everybody lookin' at the menu now
And wanna get a verse from the wolf
Well bitch, do I look like a cook? (no)
So why you askin' me what's good?
He worked in the 80's
A little little country baby
The baby had a dream
But baby had a thing for
Lighting up leather in 80's
(That boy's crazy) Everybody called him crazy
He didn't understand
'Til he put fire to the end of the Wick
And the shit blew up in his hand, damn!
Call 911, I blew off an appendige
Went to jail on acid for
A whiskey bottle sentence aH!
I think im Jimi Hendrix jim Morrison
Back from the dead still Recordin'
One nation under god
Jesus must drive a harley im too fuckin' hard
I Think im Elvis Presley eminem
Kid Rock all three of them
One nation under god
Jesus must drive a harley i'm to fuckin' hard