Upchurch - Black Smoke lyrics

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Upchurch - Black Smoke lyrics

So why they hating on me? Because I’m as country as they come, boy ‘Cause I’m about this money like Dixieland convoy ‘Cause I’m k**ing sh** in short time ‘Cause my opponents are flying but I’m chilling down in the [?] Waiting to see if a motherf**er gon’ pluck mine I got a bite like pitbulls at lunch time And my shine is so bright you’ll go blind Like a mason jar fire wasn’t even made right, yeah And I ain’t whistling Dixie, ain’t here to be frilly I’m here to end any enemies, represent Tennessee Sip on some Hennessy, have a Dixie chick kissing me Jamming to [?] waking up feeling kinda like I’m the country king The game needs me, I won’t even budge You’re stuck with me like a two wheel drive in two feet of mud I’m slick like a copperhead on a creek bank And reckless like I’m in the city driving a big tank So USA, CMZ can’t stand me ‘Cause I’m wild and loud like the Yamaha Banshee I’ma keep sh** kicking till my sh** kick a road Still choking up people like I’m blowing black smoke The game needs me, I won’t even budge You’re stuck with me like a two wheel drive in two feet of mud I’m slick like a copperhead on a creek bank And reckless like I’m in the city driving a big tank So USA, CMZ can’t stand me ‘Cause I’m wild and loud like the Yamaha Banshee I’ma keep sh** kicking till my sh** kick a road Still choking up people like I’m blowing black smoke I got a chip on my shoulder, black ink in my skin Ripped jeans on my legs and my [?]‘s a size 10 Lead through it, hauling a** like [?] and sh** Checker flag’s in my face ’cause I’m winning you b**h You can hate all you want but I’m sitting on a high throne Pocket full of honey still smelling like [?] [?] driving, sending like Bigfoot Girl riding with me, tanned up, looking Hollywood Like I cedar tree, I really wish, I hope it would [?] You don’t think I will, son, but bubba just call me wood [?] Rolling presidential, five percent in on my wishes Smoking marijuana out of Mountain Dew in some tin foil [?] sold my soul America would be great if you could call my a**hole First song ever made charted on them billboards Got plenty ammunition and I’m planning to k** more The game needs me, I won’t even budge You’re stuck with me like a two wheel drive in two feet of mud I’m slick like a copperhead on a creek bank And reckless like I’m in the city driving a big tank So USA, CMZ can’t stand me ‘Cause I’m wild and loud like the Yamaha Banshee I’ma keep sh** kicking till my sh** kick a road Still choking up people like I’m blowing black smoke The game needs me, I won’t even budge You’re stuck with me like a two wheel drive in two feet of mud I’m slick like a copperhead on a creek bank And reckless like I’m in the city driving a big tank So USA, CMZ can’t stand me ‘Cause I’m wild and loud like the Yamaha Banshee I’ma keep sh** kicking till my sh** kick a road Still choking up people like I’m blowing black smoke

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