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Adam Calhoun

Whiskey Fiddle

 

Whiskey Fiddle

(álbum: AmerAcal - 2018)


[Adam Calhoun:]
Hey we used to
I don't fuck around with these dudes, no
They just run they mouth
Until their luck runs out
I said "I ain't what you're used to"
I don't fuck around with these dudes, no
They just run they mouth
Until their luck runs out

I get it you're so tough and stuff
Big ol' pickup trucks and hunting bucks
I'll bet you a hundred bucks I ran out of fucks
And you ain't good at fighting so you learned how to duck
Run tuck and tell it ain't ever fucking fail
I don't give a fuck about Yale I grew up tough as nails
I ain't worried about bail I got money by the bales
And I ain't talking 'bout hay I'm talking 'bout sales
You ain't talking 'bout shit unless you talking 'bout me
Come say it to my face you gonna talk without teeth
Oh me oh my made his old lady lie
Made his old dog die seen that old boy cry

Yeah Bubba shit's about to get ugly
I'm old school but the new school love me
Two lanes run with me or from me
Don't gamble with your life boy you ain't that lucky

I ain't what you used to
I don't fuck around with these dudes, no
They just run they mouth
Until their luck runs out
I said "I ain't what you're used to"
I don't fuck around with these dudes, no
They just run they mouth
Until their luck runs out
I said "I ain't what you're used to"
I don't fuck around with these dudes, no
They just run they mouth
Until their luck runs out
I said "I ain't what you're used to"
I don't fuck around with these dudes, no
They just run they mouth
Until their luck runs out

[Demun Jones:]
Picking and grinning steadily winning
I ain't surprised I had what it took from the beginning
I was full speed running them over makeing fools bleed
Training rookies for the big leagues indeed
Man I hope you have fantasy points
I'm offensively dangerous when I'm banging these joints
Bases loaded and a full count, oww
You gotta pitch to me now I'm knocking that shit out
Calling my shot
I drop a hundred videos all of them hot
A-Cal asked coulda I said "boy stop"
It'd be my pleasure to cook it up on hot
I bridge a gap from the mud to them hicks up top
'Till the whole maps covered I shit you not
I'll be sitting on green for the beat to drop
Indian style, haha

[Adam Calhoun:]
I ain't what you used to
I don't fuck around with these dudes, no
They just run they mouth
Until their luck runs out
I said "I ain't what you're used to"
I don't fuck around with these dudes, no
They just run they mouth
Until their luck runs out

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