Upchurch – Said Fuck It

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[Intro]
Aww they gonna be mad about this one boys
Oh well, it’ll be alright

[Verse 1]
Fuck award shows, fuck the radio
And the new up and comer and his female clothes
With his glitter on his face and his prewritten songs
He ain’t from ’round here and neither is his boss
Fuck the guy in the office with his Jerry Curl
And his hands super soft like a teenage girl
Fuck social media and them long hashtags
With your bitch made album cover lookin’ like a-
Yeah, I said the word fuck in a song on the charts
Prolly breaking beta male achy breaky hearts
With the mocha lattes and sparkly blue scarfs
Sittin’ in the room tryna fucking talk like us

[Chorus]
If country music was a rooster
You prolly wouldn’t know it don’t lay eggs
If country music was a set of game cock gaffs
You’d prolly get stabbed in the hand
If country music was baby chickens in the thicket
Would you have corn dust covered on your britches?
I am to country like rooster feed to a bucket
Just clucking telling y’all fuck it
Yeah, fuck it

[Verse 2]
So by now you probably figured it out
Mainstream pissed me off and made me have a dirty mouth
But on the flip side, here’s a little known fact
I was born in Music City, still get no slack
I got country songs tippin’ 100 million
Get played at every mud park across Dixie
Not to mention female singers want to come and frisk me
Especially when we’re stoned in my F-150

[Chorus]
If country music was a rooster
You prolly wouldn’t know it don’t lay eggs
If country music was a set of game cock gaffs
You’d prolly get stabbed in the hand
If country music was baby chickens in the thicket
Would you have corn dust covered on your britches?
I am to country like rooster feed to a bucket
Just clucking telling y’all fuck it

[Bridge]
This part of the song is called the bridge
And I’m about to burn it down
And make aware that these sissy ass big wigs
Can stop fucking up my hometown
And I don’t want to hear that we ain’t good enough
Or the radio ain’t got room
Bitch, I get the same spins on my Spotify list
As your newest and hottest do

[Chorus]
‘Cause if country music was a rooster
I’d prolly be a big Cuban dong
If country music was a six cock derby in Kentucky
Be the last one standing tall
If country music was a walk string and barrel
You bet I’d break loose and strut the yard
‘Cause we are to country like rooster feed to a bucket
And we like songs that say fuck it (Haha)
Yeah, fuck it, woo