85 South Remix by Yall So Stupid Lyrics
[Verse 1 - Logic]
I'm livin' in Atlanta but I ain't no hick
Step back before I stab you with my afro pick
Crazy light in the ass but the shit I drop is heavy
I talk more shit than jive turkeys in the seventy
Ridin' in the streets with my niggas nuff deep
With the pimp on your beats to the skins in the jeep
To the web low the wop, Biz Mark till I drop
Hip to the hop cause I hit a dirty cop
I'm crazy fed, my gun's full of lead
This is the backup, I shoot to make sure you're dead
But anyway let's go back to the video tape
Go for yours, I don't slam dance or break
Licks and lashes, a thousand boom bashes
I'm makin' passes at the chick with the glasses
Now you punks know what L's about
With a spliff in my mouth, goin' 85 south
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Goin' 85 South! (x4)
[Verse 2]
I'm livin' in the gator and I don't need shit
Wrote a million records but I never had a hit
Coulda made a movie but my grandma flex
And I don't need to mixed up in politics
Fuck that shit, I was livin' in a slum
Tired of hearin' this little piggy had none
Climbin' up the ladder, doesn't matter where you from
But I got it so bad that I had to get a gun
[Verse 3 - H2O]
Runnin' through Atlanta man ya never would've thought
I did so many heads, I never ever ever got caught
Big boy bully in the south had extort
That I did it so much shit was lookin' like a sport
But I could've stopped with the money in my face
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Woulda had me chillin' if somebody said Ace
5-0's on your ass gettin' busy in the place
Maybe he won't know that I be drinkin' when I drive
Maybe he won't know that I'm the big boy guy
Bet you wanna hear I got away for your life
But the H got bagged goin' south 85
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Goin' 85 South!
(x4)
[Verse 4]
Materialistic, acrobat, hangin' from the track
And yes Skee-lo is crazy wack
Bro don't do that, slap your moms with my dick
Wait, where's my brick?
Slap your moms with my dick
Cause all y'all crazy ass niggas didn't know
X did this track and threw that shit back-back
Twin pipes on the back of my Nova
The cop county just pulled my ass over
And for a while I had a wild doggy style
South on 85 for a whole half mile
The hippie flippin' dope tracks anyway
Catch 'em on wreck then 85 on a Friday
Tailgatin' on ladies like a thief
Ohhhhhh Shaka T!!!
Martyr is smarter, but the gator is greater
Somebody page the pager, yo peace, see ya later
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Goin' 85 South!
(x6)
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass... [repeat until fade out]
I'm livin' in Atlanta but I ain't no hick
Step back before I stab you with my afro pick
Crazy light in the ass but the shit I drop is heavy
I talk more shit than jive turkeys in the seventy
Ridin' in the streets with my niggas nuff deep
With the pimp on your beats to the skins in the jeep
To the web low the wop, Biz Mark till I drop
Hip to the hop cause I hit a dirty cop
I'm crazy fed, my gun's full of lead
This is the backup, I shoot to make sure you're dead
But anyway let's go back to the video tape
Go for yours, I don't slam dance or break
Licks and lashes, a thousand boom bashes
I'm makin' passes at the chick with the glasses
Now you punks know what L's about
With a spliff in my mouth, goin' 85 south
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Goin' 85 South! (x4)
[Verse 2]
I'm livin' in the gator and I don't need shit
Wrote a million records but I never had a hit
Coulda made a movie but my grandma flex
And I don't need to mixed up in politics
Fuck that shit, I was livin' in a slum
Tired of hearin' this little piggy had none
Climbin' up the ladder, doesn't matter where you from
But I got it so bad that I had to get a gun
[Verse 3 - H2O]
Runnin' through Atlanta man ya never would've thought
I did so many heads, I never ever ever got caught
Big boy bully in the south had extort
That I did it so much shit was lookin' like a sport
But I could've stopped with the money in my face
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Woulda had me chillin' if somebody said Ace
5-0's on your ass gettin' busy in the place
Maybe he won't know that I be drinkin' when I drive
Maybe he won't know that I'm the big boy guy
Bet you wanna hear I got away for your life
But the H got bagged goin' south 85
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Goin' 85 South!
(x4)
[Verse 4]
Materialistic, acrobat, hangin' from the track
And yes Skee-lo is crazy wack
Bro don't do that, slap your moms with my dick
Wait, where's my brick?
Slap your moms with my dick
Cause all y'all crazy ass niggas didn't know
X did this track and threw that shit back-back
Twin pipes on the back of my Nova
The cop county just pulled my ass over
And for a while I had a wild doggy style
South on 85 for a whole half mile
The hippie flippin' dope tracks anyway
Catch 'em on wreck then 85 on a Friday
Tailgatin' on ladies like a thief
Ohhhhhh Shaka T!!!
Martyr is smarter, but the gator is greater
Somebody page the pager, yo peace, see ya later
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass
Goin' 85 South!
(x6)
Zoomin' 85 while I'm boomin' to the bass... [repeat until fade out]