Up-Church
Six, one, five, motherf**ker
Big knot in my pocket like I'm out here politickin'
Pull up all-black like a crooked politician
I'm drunk 'fore I get my f**kin' wristband, bi*ches
Big belt buckle and I'm sippin' Tennessee whiskey
In Cahoots, rockin' boots that I'll lose by the night
Drive my Lamborghini smellin' like a f**kin' DUI, Hey
Ghost ride with some stop sign eyes
Call Metro to escort me to the countryside
Yeah, side door when I walk in
Slang in my voice when these women hear me talkin'
Southside sh*t, goin' down as a top ten
Country ass cracker, hometown, yeah that's middle Tenn
Silverado mud-covered with Carhartt seats
Starlight celin' when the bi*ches wanna change it to pink
Nash Vegas, Bruce Wayne, with so many damn chains
You'd think I was a logger rollin' these trees to the bank
When I'm puffin' I ain't passin', when I'm sittin' in my section
And you cannot sit with us unless you bad as hell or reckless
I eat the beat, I eat the shrooms, and a booty if it's breakfast
DJ Cliffy in this bi*ch, watch the playlist get you pregnant
Tell 'em we don't need no VIP
We be on 2nd Ave, Harleys on the street
Tell 'em we don't need no VIP
We hear Don Trip wine bangin' out the Caprice
I said we don't need no VIP
We some country motherf**kers down in Tennessee
Tell 'em we don't need no VIP
I said we don't need no VIP
Pullin' up out front, steppin' out with a ten
Five-one-and-a-half with some cocaine skin
Goin' in through the kitchen, I ain't whippin' up sh*t
I don't sell dope, I just look dope, bi*ch
I like my beat down low, my top laid back
I be bangin' in the club like I'm ten percent black
I got the T.I.P. on that Tennessee slang
Future bright like a Rubicon light bar, man
Diamonds on my neck will blind you like some bad-made shine
When I walk up in the club, every bottle is mine
And I'm lightin' up a doobie with the police in sight
And my security already with it and they're lettin' me fight
I'm rollin' stoned like a rollin' stone, in my Caddy goin' home
Resin drippin' from the cone, seepin' in my finger bone
Six one to the motherf**kin' five
Pullin' up in somethin' louder than a RV on fire, boy
We don't need no VIP
We be on 2nd Ave, Harleys on the street
Tell 'em we don't need no VIP
We hear Don Trip wine bangin' out the Caprice
I said we don't need no VIP
We some country motherf**kers down in Tennessee
Tell 'em we don't need no VIP
I said we don't need no VIP
I, I, I always show up with the baddest ones around me
And if you're lookin', know you'll find us gettin' rowdy
We on the list, we skipped the line, and we been drinkin' for free
And can't even see the forest through the smoke of the trees
Turn up this Upchurch beat, tearin' up Church Street
They can't argue with crazy so they give the keys
Back roads, country kind, livin' like it's my last one
Homegrown, sippin' shine, so we know where to get us some
Cups up, we fill 'em up, the party rockin' the south
Gettin' wild, dancin' round, rollin' up, smokin' loud
Livin' it up, pourin' it down, me and my people we runnin' the town
Rollin' the coal, drippin' in gold, livin' like we ain't gon' never get old
We don't need no VIP
We be on 2nd Ave, Harleys on the street
Tell 'em we don't need no VIP
We hear Don Trip wine bangin' out the Caprice
I said we don't need no VIP
We some country motherf**kers down in Tennessee
Tell 'em we don't need no VIP
I said we don't need no VIP
We don't need no VIP
We don't need no VIP
I say we don't need no VIP
We don't need no VIP, no
