Hank Hill Lyrics

"Upchurch done blessed us with another one"
"It's Upchurch got me all, I'll fuck with Upchurch the wrong way until I don't fuck with him no more"
"Yo, like the dude, like this dude has the, like, the most craziest sound ever"
"Oh Lord"
"Like, bro, oh oh oh, Upchurch done did it again"
"Ryan Upchurch"
"Upchurch"
"Ryan Upchurch"
"Upchurch"
"I know your first impression is, why is there a white person with a rebel flag? Hold on, talkin' about being human"
"He just, he's just, cut, he's just a country motherfucker" (Church)

I can't wait to pull up at my first high school reunion
I can't wait to walk up in there and not acknowledge some of them honkeys
I can't wait for the prom queen walk up and try to school me
I'ma turn her down and drive away in somethin' fuckin' fire
Duck blind for the paint, 600 safety on, wallet fatter than a [?]
They say I do it like I do, boy I do it like the Churchman
Preach to the south, baptized in the country
Overall wearin', Smith & Wesson in my pocket
I be chewin' on tobacco and these rappers when I wanna
Yeah they heard redneck and they thought I was a idiot
I got MTSU twerkin' to this psycho country shit

Ain't nobody in the game like me
I can really care less if the game like me
I'ma still rep that dirt where the pot plants be
Southern pride flags on my Cadillac limousine son
Yeah, redneck with the six gun (Brr-rat-ta-ta)
Uncle Jessie with the business (Yeah)
Upchurch with the last name
Got the flame Hank Hill, yeah I'm spittin' propane

Yeah I got that gas like Koreans on their sickos
I keep it country, from the country, have someone to flex bro
Who you know gettin' milli's on them crispy music videos
Ridin' 'round in rat rods from the motherfuckin' [?]
Gettin' money like a rich bitch, spendin' that on Craigslist
High on mary jane, gettin' tattoos with my real skins
Last Mohican, talkin' 'bout hockin' all my problems
Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a mosh pit?
Mo-mo-motherfucker I'll be headbangin' with all the rowdy's
We stay loud like Chevelle's, y'all look weirder than a Audi
Slay shit, then I'm outty, my competition is pouty
This hillbilly is gonna getcha like Jason huntin' his momma partner

Ain't nobody in the game like me
I can really care less if the game likes me
I'ma still rep that dirt where the pot plants be
With a rebel flag drippin' on my Cadillac limousine son
Ain't nobody in the game like me
I can really care less if the game like me
I'ma still rep that dirt where the pot plants be
Southern pride flags on my Cadillac limousine son
Yeah, redneck with the six gun (Brr-rat-ta-ta)
Uncle Jessie with the business (Yeah)
Upchurch with the last name
Got the flame Hank Hill, yeah I'm spittin' propane