[Chorus: Upchurch]I'll be ridin' down to the yellas flash, no title in the glove boxThat thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blahI stay on my block block, bitches know I rock rockWhen I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talk[Verse 1: Upchurch]51-50 Pond Creek Road reppin' for real (You know it)Barefoot bandit, dirty feet, confederate bandana still (All day)Creek squad 'til I'm dirt, black marks from a hearseWhen I die I'm gonna be a legend in the outskirts (Ah yeah)Yeah my swag is so filthy, the Huck Finn of the whole industryHood folks be actin' sketchy and the yuppies not into meWhite boy with a voice, with an accent thicker than honey (Ah yeah)Smokes more than Willie Nelson and got guns like the Army (brbrbrbrah)[Chorus: Upchurch & Big Murph]I'll be ridin' down to the yellas flash, no title in the glove boxThat thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blahI stay on my block block, bitches know I rock rockWhen I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talkI stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blahI stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blahYou know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blahI stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah[Verse 2: Big Murph]Don't come for that reachin'Yeah they'll pop you for no reasonThrow them hands and now you leakin'Like the cracks up in my ceilin'This the land of dirty dealin'sMy kush is medically healin'Bitch boy stay up out your feelin'sThat sucker shit's unappealin' (Nah)I stay on my block blockWeed off in my sock sockHaters like to talk talkAll I hear is blah blahMy shotty go blah blahYou swear like a box boxBitch you know I rock rockGot this shit on lock lock[Chorus: Upchurch & Big Murph]I'll be ridin' down to the yellas flash, no title in the glove boxThat thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blahI stay on my block block, bitches know I rock rockWhen I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talkI stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blahI stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blahYou know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blahI stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah[Verse 3: Upchurch]I see rappers wastin' time with a know somewhere elseAnother county, 'nother state, but not protectin' their beltIn every woods and hoods prolly got a damn culture to seeThis is the meltin' pot so won't you come and smoke one with meI'm just a dirty white boy from the middle of TennesseeI don't bite unless I want your jugular to bleedAnd if you're lookin' for a interview, I'll be in the treesPull on that YZ walkin' wheelies all the way down the street[Chorus: Upchurch & Big Murph]I'll be ridin' down to the yellas flash, no title in the glove boxThat thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blahI stay on my blah block block, bitches know I rock rockWhen I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talkI stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blahI stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blahYou know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blahI stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah blah