Lyrics Red Carpet - Upchurch

Yeah, (backseat with that curtain shit) Dirty Dirty,
Yeah (backseat with that curtain shit) Let the fans play)
Im from that dirty dirty,
Spray paint the Cadillac in the driveway Smoke
One with the Police when they off duty on Friday
Ridin' around in my city,
On that 2-Stroke ridin' wheelies And you ain't
Never gon catch me Don't waste time writin tickets
Mr.
Fuck the public image You know that I'm here to get it And they
Trippin cuz im different My boot print leave an indention I drop shit
And get attention And they know the boy playin now
Rappers fallin over, like the cows I used to tip at night
We'll be out at a party Straight up gone off of that apple
Pie And i'm gon rep that shit I do Until the fuckin day I die
Creek water sippin Rolling stoned until my fuckin
Lungs collapse Early model 80's F-150 And the system slaps
Bad bitch in the passenger Ass fatter than a Georgia Peach
Your favorite rapper mad because His style can not compare to me
So where that Red Carpet at?
Roll it out so I can wipe my feet Before
Its over I'll be shootin birds live on CMT
Radio stations try to act like they ain't heard of me Now
I'm on my windows tint And backseat with that curtain shit
Fuck a backseat and a curtain Let em see me drive
Windows down, pistol loaded, And my fuckin doors unlocked
Johnny Cash on my attitude Straight Casanova like Elvis Presley (
Yeah) Girls sittin front of the stage
Wanna touch my boots, Straight goin crazy
Dirty dirty middle of the cut And I stay proud of that I
Put up for my people and the small towns all across the map
Them underdogs and misfits Soldiers overseas for rest (
Yeah) Bitch I keep a couple Chris Kyle's Round my tour
Yeah) So where that Red Carpet at?
Roll it out so I can wipe my feet (
Yeah) Before its over I'll be shootin birds live on CMT
Radio stations try to act Like they ain't heard if me (
Yeah) Now i'm on my windows tint And backseat with that curtain shit
So where that Red Carpet at?
Roll it out so I can wipe my feet Before
It's over, I'll be shootin birds live on CMT (
Yeah)
Radio stations try to act Like they ain't heard of me (
Yeah) Now i'm on my windows tint And backseat with that curtain shit
Backseat with that curtain shit Backseat with that curtain shit
Backseat with that curtain shit Backseat with
That curtain shit Backseat with that curtain shit