Heavy Metal - Upchurch, MZG

Yeah, smoked out with my clique

You ain’t fuckin' with these honkeys, man, I swear they’re so legit

And I got a fifth of their burnin' blue shit

And we keep it heavy metal, ain’t no turn down in this bitch

And we keep a Smith with a couple standard clips

For them motherfuckin' snitches who be always runnin' lips

And I got a fifth of their burning blue shit

And we keep it heavy metal, ain’t no turn down in this bitch

Everybody hatin' now, rappers tryin' to act like me

Six months ago they’s dissin', now they play dress-up like Halloween

Saying they be ridin' high when really they drive mama’s car

And I drive what I want 'cause I’m the realest redneck superstar

Scottsdale candy painted Cadillac sittin' on the ground

My street life got them spider webs 'cause shit I’m always out of town

And I stay bookin' shows like I am signed and play on MTV

But bitch I’m independent, drop the T and add a C and E

American flag wavin' 'til it’s ripped up on the colors

I got cameras on my house and every gun I got is loaded

They say, «Enjoy your 15 seconds,» but it’s been about 6000 hours

RHEC motherfucker, I’m the man with all the power

Yeah, smoked out with my clique

You ain’t fuckin' with these honkeys, man, I swear they’re so legit

And I got a fifth of their burnin' blue shit

And we keep it heavy metal, ain’t no turn down in this bitch

And we keep a Smith with a couple standard clips

For them motherfuckin' snitches who be always runnin' lips

And I got a fifth of their burnin' blue shit

And we keep it heavy metal, ain’t no turn down in this bitch

Ain’t no turn down in this bitch 'cause I drift while I hit the fifth

Ain’t no tellin' where I been, but I tell ya how I live

MZG Pond Creek, to the haters rest in peace

And I got that M16 for anybody tryin' to beef

In the barn the come up ever since that cracker was a youngin'

Livin' in the expedition, always tryin' to murder somethin'

Dope as hell like an old trail, fuck twenty bitches don’t kiss and tell

These hollow points won’t take L’s and I’ll send them out to your body pale

Cliqued up like AK, straight blowin' up like hand grenades

This southern rap shit go together like White Lightnin' and Gatorade

I don’t give a fuck 'bout what the haters say, we stay and turn like every day

We smoked out and we elevators, we wrecked the world and we celebrate

Yeah, smoked out with my clique

You ain’t fuckin' with these honkeys, man, I swear they’re so legit

And I got a fifth of their burnin' blue shit

And we keep it heavy metal, ain’t no turn down in this bitch

And we keep a Smith with a couple standard clips

For them motherfuckin' snitches who be always runnin' lips

And I got a fifth of their burnin' blue shit

And we keep it heavy metal, ain’t no turn down in this bitch