Whistle Dixie Lyrics - Psycho White - Travis Barker & Yelawolf

With a full of trash straight to the ocean 

All black Benz is slowly rolling 

Head light's off don't be the chosen 

Thinks it's a game then drop the token 

Up shits creek without a paddle 

That's just life I'm in the saddle 

No rest no bitch we don't tattle 

Snake's don't always shake the rattle 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

All these cops they want the qouta 

Too much hypo coca cola 

Lucy smoke oh yeah you know her 

Shes that bitch who rest in nova 

Took that bite to bit the apple 

You know me I'm hard to tackle 

Break me down homie you wish 

You couldn't catch that fish with golden tackle 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Give me give me till it's empty 

Too much money isn't plenty 

It's not enough it's not any 

Come come on just choose the jimmy 

They all want to bust a nut in 

Drop the bomb push the button 

Be the king, be the sultan 

Some of this shit is so insulting 

Break the broken make the chosen 

Choose the loose then roll the tie get down and soak with 

Gas the gap and light the match and leave you smoking 

Choking on the fuse the latest news, life's a wicked 

Life's a mystery and please don't be the witness 

To the sickness they'll just end it with it 

Something death and warm from the step of country fresh 

Yeah 

Yeah 

Country fresh 

Yeah 

Yeah 

Yeah 

Country fresh