Babytron Michigander Lyrics

[Intro]
(Getta Beats) Hey
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia
Long live $cam, R.I.P. Chris
You hip, Skip?
Huh, T double-H L shit, you should know that by now
Hey

[Chorus]
Huh, it ain't shit like home
Huh, it ain't shit like home
Yeah, I'd love to hit the road, but it ain't shit like home
One state above the O, it ain't shit like home
Huh, it ain't shit like home
It ain't, it ain't shit like home
Yeah, I'd love to hit the road, but it ain't shit like home
Yeah, the murder mitten cold, better go and get a coat
[Post-Chorus]
The chopper got kick, let it sing, Neon
I'm out herе in the mountains callin' plays, Deion
He thе biggest burger of 'em all, dog a Leon
Someone come and cool the hood down, we need Freon
We both push P, I'm a pimp, you a peon
The meth lab got more sheets than Bed Bath & Beyond
What you gotta know is that he ain't on what we on
If I don't got the Glock, swing the knife like I'm Theon

[Verse 1]
When it come to bucks, you be Giannis, shit, I'm big bro
Four minutes after three, that lil' bitch a big ho
Too comfy in the deep, I'm like the swim coach
All they do is shoot bricks, I think the rim broke
I'll never duck rec', y'all some free rep
The Havana leaf louder than a cheese mix
Sometimes, I think right, sometimes, I think left
Sometimes, I think life, sometimes, I think death
I'm tryna kill two birds with one stone
Two birds, two 'bows, two plays, one phone
Gang don't play soccer, we got one goal
I wish $cam would come down, I got another cup poured
Thinkin', "What the f*ck, bro?"
Tell a ho, "Respect me with the utmost"
I'm on the big screen, Tron gettin' jumbo
I hope that vest that you got got a turtleneck 'cause brodie and them cutthroat
Me and bro ain't finna wrestle, we is not the Blade Runners
Still got a hundred on my jersey, I'm the same number
I see your bitch got the same number, she the same runner
I'm a C-E to the O, you a paystubber
I hate when a shaky butt tries to play stubborn
Lil' blood'll let a bullet fly, Jay Cutler
Them boys can't hit a shot, must got base jumper
Them boys still wouldn't hit our pin if they played bumpers
Oh, you got a lil' switch? It's a frag grenade
Ah, this chain got me sick, I need to vaccinate
We don't sip that, if it's a pie, then it's apple baked
Made a hundred K before they restricted my Apple Pay
How much pape' we done made, I can't calculate
Tippin' down Northside, finna watch the Falcons play
Yo' buffs made from porcelain, these some cattle based
Call me, "Jake Amiri Jeans" with the rattlesnakes
You snitched for some pape'? You need a bustdown tattle chain Totin' big shit, a thousand yards, that's in battle range
They tell me that I got a problem, but I gambled change
It used to be how many hams I scam a day
But now it's how many tracks I rap a day
Let him touch me, I bet his soul evaporates
My Akh' used to do the punch game, Cassius Clay
Courtside, LCA, you can catch me at the game
[Chorus]
Huh, it ain't shit like home
Huh, it ain't shit like home
Yeah, I'd love to hit the road, but it ain't shit like home
One state above the O, it ain't shit like home
Huh, it ain't shit like home
It ain't, it ain't shit like home
Yeah, I'd love to hit the road, but it ain't shit like home
Yeah, the murder mitten cold, better go and get a coat

[Verse 2]
I gotta eat everything with syrup, Will Ferrell
We'll turn his SUV into a wheelbarrow
'Miris with the bones, stomp him out, I might spill marrow
IRL king, all this gold, I'm a real pharaoh
Doggy bone two-faced, call him Harvey Dent
Bro'll suit up too quick, call him Clarky Kent
Ten plus pairs in, neph', I'm a Carti' vet
Lookin' like I play crochet in this Marni vest
The watch Voss water, but the charm Fiji
Mixin' up my drink, but it ain't a martini
MG, in Colombus, off the bar, sleepin'
Murder mitten, baby, told the lot, "SRT me"
Boy, this spot got more white than a bar mitzvah
You gon' need a new health bar, this AR hit ya
If you ain't down to slide, I ain't hoppin' in the car with ya
First off, I do this shit for lil' Ypsi
I do this shit for Saginaw, Flint and the city
I can't forget about Beecher, them boys been with me
I can't forget about Lansing, that's a sick city
I do this shit for Highland Park and Hamtramck
I do this shit for K-Zoo and Grand Rapids
From the UP down to Downriver
Murder mitten, baby, bitch, you know I grew up 'round killers
[Chorus]
Huh, it ain't shit like home
Huh, it ain't shit like home
Yeah, I'd love to hit the road, but it ain't shit like home
One state above the O, it ain't shit like home
Huh, it ain't shit like home
It ain't, it ain't shit like home
Yeah, I'd love to hit the road, but it ain't shit like home
Yeah, the murder mitten cold, better go and get a coat

[Post-Chorus]
The chopper got kick, let it sing, Neon
I'm out here in the mountains callin' plays, Deion
He the biggest burger of 'em all, dog a Leon
Someone come and cool the hood down, we need Freon
We both push P, I'm a pimp, you a peon
The meth lab got more sheets than Bed Bath & Beyond
What you gotta know is that he ain't on what we on
If I don't got the Glock, swing the knife like I'm Theon