Tat Shop

[Chorus: Caskey]

At the tat shop, told 'em, "Put a skull on me"

One for my haters and another for my old homies

Know where I'm from, but I still got all this gold on me

And I got enemies, but not ones who done rode on me

[Verse 1: Caskey]

Yeah, washin' the money, I'm doin' the laundry

Ain't come out of Palm Beach

Where a million dollars was in arm's reach

Come from a city

Where oxycontin turned a lot of people into zombies

Where you can't even buy a charm piece

Without someone ringing the alarm, plеase

Now I got the car keys

And my homiе, Kilo, in the car seat

Tryin' not to fall victim

To a long list of my city RIPs

Momma said I should've stayed home

With my eyes stayin' on the wide screen

But I stay with a homie with the red flag

And he ain't a right wing

Peace to the gods, cowboy hat

Wanna draw on me, strap make 'em reach for the stars

Homeboy still tryna reach through the bars

So I made one call, told me do the cause

Outlined chalk

Only thing y'all gon' get tryna come be beefin' with ours

Seen through the tough talk, weed through the mudwater

Somehow, I remain king through it all

Recall, days I was in dazed, on free fall

I ain't even have change for a meatball

At the Days Inn, days on grease ball

Then I turned me the page, I'm done waitin'

So much weight, should stay at the default

When you work this hard, man, they can't discard ya

'Cause they know you came for the result, okay, okay?

[Chorus: Caskey]

At the tat shop, told 'em, "Put a skull on me"

One for my haters and another for my old homies

Know where I'm from, but I still got all this gold on me

And I got enemies, but not ones who done rode on me

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]

Yeah, at the tat shop, told 'em, "Put a skull on me"

Your baby mama lookin', she gon' put that skull on me

Guaranteed, vampire on my neck, she bury teeth

Married me, divorce her by sunrise, every week

She gon' need to cool down, know that I got fans by her

I put it down, I stick it up, she put them hands higher

Boss, I got you, I'm a boss when I say "and hired"

Recruit the soldier, roll her over, and fired

Player, player, playboy, never rock a suit and tie

But I valet that pussy, park you with my eighty-five

Oh, that's a pro, off the hook, like a coat

I don't pass out none of my digits, just the tickets to my show

Mucho mucho, thank you much, ATL, I got the cuts

Sneaky freaky 'bout that love, I don't want love, I want a slut

Be my ace, be my queen, be my anything I need

And I may put your initials on my skin, permanently, permanently

[Chorus: Caskey]

At the tat shop, told 'em, "Put a skull on me"

One for my haters and another for my old homies

Know where I'm from, but I still got all this gold on me

And I got enemies, but not ones who done rode on me