TENNESSEE Lyrics – Tommy Richman

Read the full TENNESSEE lyrics by Tommy Richman, Trevor Spitta and Zachary Moon along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Tommy Richman’s music, you can also explore LETTERMAN and GREEN THERAPY, two other songs by Tommy Richman.

[Intro: Tommy Richman]
Yeah
Let’s go

[Verse 1: Tommy Richman]
I tell my b!tch I love her but she can’t save me
She tell me all the time, am I fu*king crazy? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
But who gon’ tell her, but you got no, no job since last week
And you got no job
Walking in the room, I’ma talk that (Ice)
You say that s*it to me, I’ma talk back (Ice)
I’m looking in the room, ain’t no s*it around it, baby
[Verse 2: Trevor Spitta]
Baby, I know everything, pinky ring, not a wedding ring
I was ten years old and then I blinked and I was seventeen
Baby, time move way too fast, come here, enjoy some better things
What you know ’bout being nauseous? (Ah)
Never nervous, like my women Japanese
My carpet’s Persian, take my shoes off at the door
‘Cause I been lurking, I been stepping urgent
They wanna be like Mr. Spitta but won’t put the work in
That’s not happening, can’t do half a win
I was out of town, b!tch, I’m back again
I was tapping out, now I’m tapping in, ‘s happening
I do what I want and then I pack it in
What’s up, baby, yeah, what’s up?

[Verse 3: Zachary Moon & Tommy Richman]
What you know ’bout us?
I go full throttle, all those supermodels
We popping bottles, champagne, we popping bottles
We at the top floor everything, we at the top floor
What you talking ’bout, b!tch?
I’m the highest in the room, what you talking ’bout?
What the fu*k, b!tch, I’m lil’ Moon, what you talking ’bout?
See me, see me in the first class seat (First class)

I just wanna see you pop that ass cheek (Pop that ass)
I just wanna see you pop that ass cheek (Pop that ass)
I just wanna see you pop that ass cheek (Pop that motherfu*king ass; pop that ass)
I just wanna see you pop that ass cheek (Pop that motherfu*king ass; pop that ass)
I just wanna see you pop that ass cheek (Pop that motherfu*king ass; pop that ass)

[Verse 4: Tommy Richman]
I been away for just too long (Ooh)
Where did I go wrong? (Ooh)
Where did I go wrong? (Yeah, yeah)
She like me (Yeah, yeah)
She still my day one, my type beat
She my Tennessee
She my Tennessee (Yeah, ayy)
They call me Tommy ’cause I’m tryna get rich, man
I’m not going to hell ’cause that life’s a b!tch, man
Whoa, whoa, I
I ain’t paying no fees, I ain’t paying no dues
I ain’t paying no fees, I ain’t paying no dues
I ain’t paying no fees, I ain’t paying no dues
Ah, come on