[Intro: Upchurch]
Upchurch
615, motherfucker

[Verse 1: Upchurch]
Big knot in my pocket like I'm out here politickin'
Pull up all-black like a crooked politician
I'm drunk 'fore I get my fuckin' wristband, bitches
Big belt buckle and I'm sippin' Tennessee whiskey
In Cahoots, rockin' boots that I'll lose by the night
Drive my Lamborghini smellin' like a fuckin' DUI, hah *engine revving*
Ghost ride with some stop sign eyes
Call Metro to escort me to the countryside *broken siren*
Yeah, side door when I walk in
Slang in my voice when these women hear me talkin'
Southside shit, goin' down as a top ten
Country ass cracker, hometown, yeah that's middle Tenn
Silverado mud-covered with Carhartt seats
Starlight celin' when the bitches wanna change it to pink
Nash Vegas, Bruce Wayne, with so many damn chains
You'd think I was a logger rollin' these trees to the bank
When I'm puffin' I ain't passin', when I'm sittin' in my section
And you cannot sit with us unless you bad as hell or reckless
I eat the beat, I eat the shrooms, and a booty if it's breakfast
DJ Cliffy in this bitch, watch the playlist get you pregnant
[Chorus: Upchuch]
We don't need no VIP
We be on 2nd Ave, Harley's on the street
Tell 'em, "We don't need no VIP"
We hear a Don Trip line bangin' out the Caprice
I said, "We don't need no VIP"
We some country motherfuckers down in Tennessee
Tell 'em, "We don't need no VIP"
I said, "We don't need no VIP"

[Verse 2: Upchurch]
Pullin' up out front, steppin' out with a ten
Five-one-and-a-half with some cocaine skin
Goin' in through the kitchen, I ain't whippin' up shit
I don't sell dope, I just look dope, bitch
I like my beat down low, my top laid back
I be bangin' in the club like I'm ten percent black
I got the T-I-P on that Tennessee slang
Future bright like a Rubicon light bar, man
Diamonds on my neck will blind you like some bad-made shine
When I walk up in the club, every bottle is mine
And I'm lightin' up a doobie with the police in sight
And my security already with it and they're lettin' me fight *boxing bell*
I'm rollin' stoned like a rollin' stone, in my Caddy goin' home
Resin drippin' from the cone, seepin' in my finger bone
6-1 to the motherfuckin' 5
Pullin' up in somethin' louder than a RV on fire, boy
[Chorus: Upchurch]
We don't need no VIP
We be on 2nd Ave, Harley's on the street
Tell 'em, "We don't need no VIP"
We hear a Don Trip line bangin' out the Caprice
I said, "We don't need no VIP"
We some country motherfuckers down in Tennessee
Tell 'em, "We don't need no VIP"
I said, "We don't need no VIP"

[Verse 3: Sarah Ross]
I always show up with the baddest ones around me
And if you're lookin', know you'll find us gettin' rowdy
We on the list, we skipped the line, and we been drinkin' for free
And can't even see the forest through the smoke of the trees
Turn up this Upchurch beat, tearin' up Church Street
They can't argue with crazy so they gave the keys
Back roads, country kind, livin' like it's my last one
Homegrown, sippin' shine, so we know where to get us some
Cups up, we fill 'em up, the party rockin' the south (Party rock, hey)
Gettin' wild, dancin' round, rollin' up, smokin' loud
Livin' it up, pourin' it down, me and my people we runnin' the town
Rollin' the coal, drippin' in gold, livin' like we ain't gon' never get old

[Chorus: Upchurch]
We don't need no VIP
We be on 2nd Ave, Harley's on the street
Tell 'em, "We don't need no VIP"
We hear a Don Trip line bangin' out the Caprice
I said, "We don't need no VIP"
We some country motherfuckers down in Tennessee
Tell 'em, "We don't need no VIP"
I said, "We don't need no VIP"
[Outro: Sarah Ross]
We don't need no VIP
We don't need no VIP
I say, "We don't need no VIP"
We don't need no VIP, no