Lyrics:

[Intro]
What's up world?
The name is YelaWolf
You might not know me by now
But, umm
Maybe soon you will
You know what I'm sayin
And when you see my on the street
Want you to throw your hands up like this
Throw a peace up in the air and say
Dare fe go, yeah

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If you see me in the Box
Chevy with the hubcap spokes at the spot
Smile n' say:

Dare he go
Yelawolf
Dare he go
Dare he go
Yelawolf
Dare he go

With the clothes that I rock
Hit me cause I'm clean and my kicks are hot
Yeah
Dare he go
Yelawolf
Dare he go
Dare he go
Yelawolf
Dare he go

[Verse 1]
Supermax black pat cat, {pussy} eater, (what)
Boogie hip shaker, hot rap paper getter, (yeah)
Bird feeder, did it all for the nookie beater (what)
Rita in the backseat and see I'm finna please her (what)
Been a heater since I was a little verse breather (yeah)
Strong breeze, sharp, used to get the babysitter
Momma slip, don't trip, cause I like to hit her
Man-child'll ride a bicycle to go get her
Taught me well, now I limp harder
Dude, the last girl I shanked flipped and bought me a cell (ha)
Walk a frail bridge but I jump up and down like a Celtic
And you can't kick my hound around, cause he's a pale mix
I was down before I ever learned to rap
Pickle breath, bare-footed, wrong side of the tracks (the ghetto)
Rap shooting, bark peeling, {weed} crop snatcher
Good herb holder, soap through the hole blower

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[Verse 2]
Skip froggy style to the shack like that (yeah)
Cherokee, eagle feather, jelly peanut butter (ha)
Leaf cutter, gutter splitter, sticks to the bricks
Tornado spitter, hit the storm cellar (whoo)
Wanna dance? I'm a TD maker, I'm a tipi shaker
I'm an easy baker, get 'em hot quick
Slick, vaseline, water rippling when it drop
Watch me fly, more than 5′2″, snatching doo doo (what)
YelaWolf got the clan in a bloody noose (yeah)
Controversy and I know it I'll bless a poet
Or mess up in it when it gets done holler for me (holler)
Get a pack of this, man what type of cracker this?
Saltine your game that type of cracker this (ha-ha)
Never that
Show ‘spect, native Ameri-who?
Ameri-can \'I think I can\' up the track dude. (what?, what?)

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[Verse 3]
Hold up, single solitary dry flows (what)
Pop glows collar flicking, never follow chickens (yeah)
Marshmallow cookin', long line fish hookin' (what)
Sloppy walkin', faded out, fresh crappy cookin'
Cheap beer drinkin', talk loud, breath's stinkin'
Step limpin', wet drippin' from the lip lickin'
Split banana pickin' ball, grabbing bull, stabbin'
Indian trail wagon, little boy laggin'
Middle-man, half-breed, don't claim a color (ah)
I put graffiti on the stars of the spangled banner (yup)
Tangled grammar, Tennessee, Georgia, Alabama
Vision blurs, see my fur dressed liked a panda (huh)
And I put art on my body parts (what)
Full time rhyme dart throwin' at your car
Beep, beep, beeps in the trunk
YelaWolf load it up, click click dump

[Chorus] x2