Alligator Boots

[Chorus: Yelawolf] Alligator boots, Stetson on the roof Jumpin' off that bus, I ain't talkin' school Harleys in the drive, couple Chevys too Fuck a number one, we the hardest two (Yeah) [Verse 1: Yelawolf & Struggle Jennings] Butter like, butter like cocoa Chevy on the block with the peanut butter polo (Yeah) Lookin' like a hobo, shirt like a rag, but a low-key mogul (Yeah) Funk by the boatload, trunk full of knock and fist full of Rolos (Yeah) Show sold out, got a biddy on deck, but I put her on hold though (Yeah) Got nowhere to go, no, ain't nowhere to go she runnin' out solo (Yeah) Got her tied up like a rope though, shе told me get a light like a popo (Yеah) She was lookin' so-so, took a hit of creek, she so-so (Yeah) Took another shot, had to throw her in the Jeep, I was playin' for keep like a goalpost You mad at me about somethin'? (Yeah) I don't owe you nothin' (Nah) Standing on the edge of a cliff that you can't climb, quit bluffin' Take a dive in these dangerous waters, we too deep to be touchin' Gon' come out cussing with your head buzzin', tell your mama check for concussions I don't mean to be aggravated, 'cause you hatin' on me got me agitated I'm the last one that should be isolated as a sellout because I finally made it Same guy for the money (Ha), same goon with the bag (Yeah) Check the stripes, you know I sacrificed to get all the shit that I have (Yeah) [Chorus: Yelawolf & Struggle Jennings] Alligator boots, Stetson on the roof Jumpin' off that bus, I ain't talkin' school Harleys in the drive, couple Chevys too (Yeah) Fuck a number one, we the hardest two (Hahaha) [Verse 2: Struggle Jennings] Is it shallow if I'm talkin' deep pockets? Goin' back to rappin' 'bout my street topics Club plug, baby, Johnny socket in a nook back on that court docket No, not me, no, never that, unless you shoot first, then I'm shootin' back Came from the flame, but I grew from that, used to be on fire, now I'm a cooler cat Don't get confused, I'm still a carnivore answerin' back with more than what it's callin' for Better hang it up before it's off the hook, get your clock cleared, that's an awful look, huh All it took was to take an L, now your mama crying, gotta make a bail We all love to win, but hate to fail, you fake as hell, scared to break a nail Oh, bitch, yeah, can I get a witness? Heard you knew a few, whole crew be snitchin' Hit you with your own fist, hit your bitch, now she tellin' me all your business That slick shit you be rappin', as my kids say, you just cappin' I'm paw paw when I show up there with a long mag, hanging out the ass of this dragon, rah I ain't sad to say that I am happy, you're mad to hear that I am good You upset with my upset only 'cause you wish that you could, ha Alligator boots, Stetson on the roof Don't be dyin' over nothin', baby, we the livin' proof, rah [Chorus: Yelawolf] Alligator boots, Stetson on the roof Jumpin' off that bus, I ain't talkin' school Harleys in the drive, couple Chevys too Fuck a number one, we the hardest two (Yeah) [Verse 3: Yelawolf] I took three quarters out of my back pocket, bought a rubber Just so I could say out loud motherfuck, motherfuck all of you fuckers Pick up a brick and I kick it through the windows Send it to individuals, slammin' a Guiness and I'm a criminal Fuck up a syllable, fuck up my back and pin at you Lick it and stick it, Glock on the sink, gotta go get a crew So plunge 'em out, water 'em down, gush 'em out Bitch-ass rapper, what you talkin' 'bout? Got a bunch of rowdy boys that's jumpin' out My box Chevy pumps, I'm steady crunk, I'm ready, punk Bitch, speak your mind, I tell you what, boy, I'm a nut Just like cone drop from a pine out in my zone, yeah I'm a nine, yeah, that's a prime, I Got some clones but not a swine, though Not a pig, no, not a one up on this rhyme, boy 'Cause you cheap, boy, I'ma whoop boy, you a niece, boy You a sheep, boy, you a cheap sauce so the meat, boy, you the beef I just popped a Xanny bar Drank two shots of Henny cold Poppy, poppy like an athlete chewin' air, tappy jaw Fireworks is popping off, point a mortar at your broad You ain't gotta run, homie, but you better take your main squeeze Baby, please, bitch, please take cover [Chorus: Yelawolf] Alligator boots, Stetson on the roof Jumpin' off that bus, I ain't talkin' school Harleys in the drive, couple Chevys too Fuck a number one, we the hardest two Alligator boots, Stetson on the roof Jumpin' off that bus, I ain't talkin' school Harleys in the drive, couple Chevys too Fuck a number one, we the hardest two