[Intro]

Yeah

Been wantin to get a drumma drumma beat

Jelly Roll, Free Style

A, Game

I was born like this

This rap shits easy man

All you gotta do is tell the truth

It's hard for some of y'all though huh?

[Verse 1: Jelly Roll]

Welcome to the dirty South, I'm the one you heard about

That white boy from the 'Ville that blew up from nuthin' but word of mouth

I ain't got no single no potential for the radio

I just got the hood behind me on top of a crazy flow

I'll let that .380 go, better let your lady know

It's a drought and I got more white than the Slim Shady show

Hold on let me stop a second shoot back to the top a second

How the fuck you pop bud he ain't never drop a record

Yeah they say it's smooth is, the way that I moved it

Pull up in the new benz, the color of a blue ten

Talkin' about a blue tint really I need five 'cause

Just to ease my mind I need at least three at a time for real

[Hook: Jelly Roll]

Let me pop another pill

'Cause it's the only thing that make my mind clear

Let me pop another pill

'Cause it's the only thing that really make me chill

[Verse 2: Lil Wyte]

Take one of me add some liquor syrup and some dro

Get two Xanax bar crush 'em up and pour 'em down my throat

Pick me up shake me twice and put me right back on the flo'

Give me a half an hour and I'll be higher than you would ever know

I'm too high fuck it no I'm not let's go and get some mo'

I'm on my heath ledger shit was that too soon? Fuck you ho!

I'm the hypnotize minds joker always staying throwed

Now that Jelly's down with Wyte music we going to get the dough

I'm the cracker he's the jam now we bought to stack some cheese

Two of the hardest honkeys in the game and we rep Tennessee

We going get it but for now let's pop some pills and get fried

After all do you have any idea how many times I've died?

[Hook: Jelly Roll]

Let me pop another pill

'Cause it's the only thing that make my mind clear

Let me pop another pill

'Cause it's the only thing that really make me chill

[Verse 3: Jelly Roll]

See, struggle right beside me itching scratching from the codeine

Come on down to Cashville and everybody know me

Antioch to M-Town, ask them boys I been down

I don't need a chopper, just a good shot and about ten rounds

Really fuck my image, ain't never been a gimmick

OG in my city like squeeky is to Memphis

Yeah, the boys still tatted up pockets still fat as fuck

Team needs a home run they look at me like "batter up"

Lot of shits changed since I got with Wyte music

But now I'm stackin' money like I'm motherfuckin' jewish

Yeah, Jelly Roll will do it, I'll wake up and get to it

And A game is still my motherfuckin' movement bitch

[Hook: Jelly Roll]

Let me pop another pill

'Cause it's the only thing that make my mind clear

Let me pop another pill

'Cause it's the only thing that really make me chill