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Hooligan

Upchurch & Adam Calhoun

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Upchurch

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Adam Calhoun

Songwriter

Ryan Upchurch

Songwriter

Thomas Toner

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Thomas Toner

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Yeah, nothing new

We just fight, where you at? Come outside

We just fight, where you at? Come outsi-

[Verse 2]

I'm in a rap, boom back

Y'all gonna ask, who's that?

Motherfucker came straight from the Midwest

Love me in the South, confederates

I ain't even heard no better shit

Y'all sound a lot like Cheddar Bob

You don't even know what cheddar is

Probably should go and get a job

Y'all motherfuckers makin' us look bad

Do this in my sleep like no look pass

Lookin' like kids with a big book bag

First day of school 'bout to get whoop ass

You know I got a whole can of that

You look gay like a fanny pack

I ain't tryna hear that tryna rap

This shit gon' make your granny mad

This grown mad shit, hold that beat

Take a photo, you know Kodak, bitch

You climbin' up the wrong tree, long way down

Nobody knows you in your town

I show up, then y'all show love

You show up, nobody gives a fuck

My suckers suck, gon' chase some clout

I'm up so high, I'm chasin' clouds

[Verse 3]

I'm a hooligan, live and die for the dangerous shit

I'm a goon again, old school, new scars, nothing new to them

Yeah, nothing new

We just fight, where you at? Come outside

I'm a hooligan

We just fight, where you at? Come outside

I'm a hooligan

We just fight, where you at? Come outside

I'm a hooligan

We just fight, where you at? Come outside

I'm a hooligan

[Verse 4]

Country Casanova knock the dust up off my flannel

Now I do feel like a star, they got me actin' like a vandal

I got guards outside my house, I got drones up in the air

I got cards at both my houses, never been a dealer, player

Now the police watchin' me like T.I. back in 2010

Probably 'cause I got a army base, I'm postin' on the 'Gram

Yeah, they done blocked me off my socials

They done shadow banned reactors

They done tried to shut my shows down

We Metallica, them bastards

And last year my best shit was the Range Rover song

Now my homies like, hey, fuck these junky-ass cars

No weed in the seat with the back filled up with top soil

Then I chopped the top off, it gets rained on

Mother nature hits me up like, damn, son, nice car

Yeah, that last line was a light bar

No, not the one on your truck, I mean a actual light bar

Take a photo then send that shit, pop flash that photosynthesis

I make weapons with words that sell

Occupation wordsmithmanship

[Verse 5]

I'm a hooligan, live and die for the dangerous shit

I'm a goon again, old school, new scars, nothing new to them

Yeah, nothing new

We just fight, where you at? Come outside

I'm a hooligan

We just fight, where you at? Come outside

I'm a hooligan

We just fight, where you at? Come outside

I'm a hooligan

We just fight, where you at? Come outside

I'm a hooligan

Written by: Adam Bradley Calhoun, Ryan Upchurch, Thomas Toner

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