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letra de high octane - upchurch

[intro]
band (band, band)
bandplay
church

[verse 1: upchurch]
i’ma lit flame surrounded by some sh-t stains
flew up in the game like an air force jet plane
gettin’ sick brain from my thick fame with that slick tw-ng
and the way she say “can i get up in your truck bae?”
chain wallets and hot guns, serial numbers they got none
spend 10g’s on craigslist to chop off that [?] son
kitchen table tattooed, i’m outlaw raised also
have a heart of copper that’s why i spit all this hot flow
my blood is tatted up and bleed that 93 octane
if i catch a heroin dealer then he’ll prolly have no brain
catch this little honkey on the first 48
i never get caught ’cause i never came to your state

[pre-chorus: upchurch]
radio cranked, turn it up
willie in my paper and it’s burnin’ up
got my foot on the gas, yeah i drive fast
if you don’t like that you can kiss my -ss

[chorus: upchurch]
pedal to the metal, high octane
pedal to the metal, high octane
pedal to the metal, high octane (it’s shotgun shane motherf-cker)
everybody in the motherf-ckin’ south know my name

[verse 2: shotgun shane]
in-in-in the backwoods, don’t take sh-t from n-body (naw)
you got a pretty -ss truck, but bro that ain’t a square body (haha)
in a jacked up chevy, got a buzz, i stay lifted (lifted)
’bout to show the f-ck out, everybody shifty (he’s drunk)
rebel flags and you know we fly them in the air (that’s right)
we ain’t backin’ down (nope) we ain’t goin’ nowhere (never)
a bad motherf-cker, i’m a proud -ss honkey (honkey)
i always show my -ss like a motherf-ckin’ donkey (hee-haw)
plenty crazy cracker friends ain’t afraid to throw it down
bring the shine around me yeah it’s obvious it’s goin’ down
only f-ck them model b-tches, you can keep your average hoes
fantasizin’ while they hear my voice through the radio

[pre-chorus: shotgun shane]
radio cranked, turn it up
willie in my paper and it’s burnin’ up
got my foot on the gas, yeah i drive fast
if you don’t like that you can kiss my -ss

[chorus: shotgun shane]
pedal to the metal, high octane
pedal to the metal, high octane
pedal to the metal, high octane
everybody in the motherf-ckin’ south know my name

- upchurch

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