Upchurch Sus (feat. Brodnax)
[Pre-Chorus: Upchurch]
Look at all these dudes that think that they can f..ck with us
All that hoopin', hollerin' shit be for the kids and ones who won't
Ayy, look at all these dudes that think that they can f..ck with us
All that hoopin', hollerin' shit be for the kids and ones who won't
[Chorus: Upchurch]
Shit, I'm outside, baby, barefoot with the big blade
Outcast on the outskirts, makin' big plays
Look at all these dudes that think they can f..ck with us
'Cause when they standin' right beside us, all they lookin' like is sus' (Woo)
[Verse 1: Brodnax]
Sheesh, this is when the swamp meet the creek
Both them busters tried to block us, but we landed on our feet
Capiche, I'm good from the wood to the street
I say I got you, bitch, I got you, but I must protect my peace
Like, Lord please, I keep this bitch jumpin' like Dominique
Upchurch and that Brodnax on the Ka-Kalani beat
Leave no food on your plate, bitch, you better eat up
This that motherfuckin' heater, carnitas and margaritas
Ain't no hables or no ingles, they can't comprehend the meanin'
Try to walk the road of righteousness, avoid the f..ckin' demons
They try to wake you up, but baby boy, he must be dreamin'
Bitch, you better know the Lord brought us here for a reason
Believe me
[Pre-Chorus: Upchurch]
Look at all these dudes that think that they can f..ck with us
All that hoopin', hollerin' shit be for the kids and ones who won't
Ayy, look at all these dudes that think that they can f..ck with us
All that hoopin', hollerin' shit be for the kids and ones who won't
[Chorus: Upchurch]
Shit, I'm outside, baby, barefoot with the big blade
Outcast on the outskirts, makin' big plays
Look at all these dudes that think they can f..ck with us
'Cause when they standin' right beside us, all they lookin' like is sus' (Woo)
[Verse 2: Upchurch]
Ayy, I heard a secret in the system
I heard they gettin' nervous when I'm quiet and I whisper
And I ain't gotta say it 'cause I know they ass remember
I'm that mister no pretender, ge-ge-get your ass dismembered
Husky honky with a temper, ba-ba-barbed wire templar
And y'all music sugar daddies gotta call me mister
Yes, sir, man, all my albums got my surname
Runnin' with a hatchet, cut a track like I'm Wu-Tang
I'm Hubba Bubba, sucker, too much flavor, no chew
I just spit it with a vengeance, they career my spittoon
My studio a saloon, go 'head and get your platoon
Then you'll get snatched up out the sticks when I'm with that rougarou
You heard?
[Pre-Chorus: Upchurch]
Look at all these dudes that think that they can f..ck with us
All that hoopin', hollerin' shit be for the kids and ones who won't
Ayy, look at all these dudes that think that they can f..ck with us
All that hoopin', hollerin' shit be for the kids and ones who won't
[Chorus: Upchurch]
Shit, I'm outside, baby, barefoot with the big blade
Outcast on the outskirts, makin' big plays
Look at all these dudes that think they can f..ck with us
'Cause when they standin' right beside us, all they lookin' like is sus' (Woo)
[Post-Chorus: Upchurch]
Look at all these dudes that think that they can f..ck with us
All that hoopin', hollerin' shit be for the kids and ones who won't
Ayy, look at all these dudes that think that they can f..ck with us
All that hoopin', hollerin' shit be for the kids and ones who won't
Ayy
