Get Away (Part)

[verse 2: yelawolf]
she got a very good tone
mother must of been a funeral director cause killin’
takin’ the shovel out and diggin’ pot holes with these hot hoes
leather pants get tight
booty feelin’ on my color on my hot phone
i never bother her [bad word] home
homie let [bad word] around
i let a [bad word] around
i give a f*ck about a loose home
anymore
i’ve packin’ like a person hit the floor
back up in the (?) my floor, bored
b*tch i’m unplugged, no cord
takin’ out the trash, ch*r*s
i got stops you can’t afford
can’t buy so you wanna try, cry my lord
gettin’ beat up in the seat of a chevy heater
but winners better believe it cause i drive no ford
never mind your close friends
this benz and these ends is a f*ckin’ toy
i took your hotty out your maserati
f*ck her in a port-a-potty
flowin’ out the (?)
i’m a born savage
i try to be a good boy but i can’t manage
d*mn it
i just wanna (?) eye candy
from all over the planet, rah