Lyrics Heavy Metal - Upchurch, MZG

Heavy Metal

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