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It's the boy Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner Yelawolf me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's time to crank the up
go! Yelawolf

You ain't gotta lay down on your bed to know you fucked up
Lettin' me in the motherfuckin' is lettin' me drunk-drivin' your truck
When Yelawolf arrived in this club, already had in my cup
I done took another hit, I done ran a bitch that's lookin' lifeless and stuck
Baby, what's wrong with' you now? What, you ain't happy with' red
Mad I'm in VIP with' a fuckin' Jack bottle!?
Tom, Dick, and Harry
But I got up in this bitch with' a tank top 'cause I spit so darn quick and scary
That's why they're so quick to me
But fuck the critics with' a dick when it can fit barely
They probably think I'ma Limp Bizkit, spit's jelly
But I put 'em in the woods, I'm a redneck, I'm a hick, me
Go ahead, what the does it matter to me?
'Cause after me, there'll be wannabes, and mostly ain't-never-gonna-bes
Yeah, in forest, I'm a lonely tree
My limbs are covered in tattoos, and my roots, they run ah!

Two bottles, shawty, two waitin'
Two tens, that's a situation
Happy birthday, I'm brand new
on me, for me not you
Up in the club, don't a fuck
Up in the club, don't give a
Up in the club, don't a fuck
Up in the club, don't give a fuck

I don't know what to say that first verse, I mean, like, damn, I just killed it
What the fuck am I to do with this cow? I done already milked it
Smoke another cigarette, unfiltered, let go of that I'm feelin'
They done broke me down so many before that I'm no longer rappin', I'm buildin'
With' one brick, two brick, three brick,
Underneath the steps of my door
Raised by them dope boys, so I know how things look
for the recipe, rest in peace, Wayne Bush
I cook my shit, I don't break it down for you motherfucker out there waitin' around
For some rap savior, you better up at what it is that you facin' now
'Cause drives a Harley, the devil wears Prada
If God was one of us, he'd prob'ly drink
I still it at the party when I get rich
'Cause rich or broke, I'm as dope, the realest ain't as real as this
or alive, I'll put a stamp in this bitch
You'll see rock and roll do hip-hop like I did

Two bottles, shawty, two waitin'
Two tens, that's a situation
birthday, I'm feelin' brand new
on me for me, not you

Up in the club, give a fuck
Up in the club, don't give a
Up in the club, give a fuck
Up in the club, still don't give a

Yeah, yeah (Y'all know we don't a fuck)
Ghett-O-Vision (Yeah)
Shady (Yeah) still don't give a (Nah)
(Ya boy Jon, we rep the South)
birthday, Alabama

Up in the club, don't a fuck ah
(Up in the club, don't give a fuck)
I in the buildin', I own the buildin', bitch!