Catfish

Yelawolf · Other Songs - Yelawolf

[Intro:]

Way down this country road in a holler

Where they make that moonshine still

There's an old man on the porch on a shack

And the shack is where he lives

Round the town they call him Pa

It's Pa from on the hill

And every time Pa does slay a hog

You can hear that hoggy squeal



[Verse 1:]

I'm from the belly of the Bible Belt.

That motherfuckin' preacher's daughter's son

Where they can't find no woman, no man, no cousin, no friend without a gun

Alabama, that is my home

But the trailer park has got my heart

Off in the hood, I at home

When I play in the woods, after dark

You won't find me sober much

Always got the bottle of Jacky O

I take my sips, I talk my shit

And I fight anybody that wants to go

Tall and slim, walk with a limp

Cause my nuts are oversized

Fuck your dope and your alcohol because your shit is overpriced

Hit the buffet for 24 before I'm 21 (mathematics)

Going to jail cause I'm drunk at the piggly wiggly (Dagnabbit)

Cause I be here and I do my time

Cause I can't make bail on minimum wage

Nothing to do in the country but get drunk

And watch that pendulum sway

Back in the saddle again

Throw my middle finger up to the law

I ain't gotta rob nobody tonight

But I might do it just because

I am a nut, I get bored

Did some pills, but I want more

Fuck this world, fuck this town

If I fuck you once I fuck you sore

Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit goddamn

Pussy cunt bitch suck a cock

If you want some of this rockin roll

Take this pipe, suck this rock

Where's the fire, super-hot

Clean em' up, grab a mop

Cat Fish on my shit

Fuck with me you gonna get dropped



[Hook:]

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy



[Verse 2:]

You don't want it with me motherfucker

I promise I put you with the piranhas

Inside of a shallow swamp and then make you follow a boat

Full of drinking water and sing to you lullabies

While I'm sipping Coronas under umbrellas

Got a propeller

Sharp enough to eat through a two footed root of a tree

If it's under me

Then it's cool I keep movin'

So why do you think a fuckin' hater

Would lay a log in front of my boat

And put a stop to what I do buddy whatever

When I get up in the morning I think about

When it's all over they can put my body up in the river

With everything I did for the culture

Inside of a book and light a candle for my mama

Who got sick of the fucking fame

Immediately

Media will follow me to the end of the river

While the people around my body deliver

Rhythms and syllables relevant in my scripture

I'm a sick son of a bitch, do you get the picture?

My fucking name is

Catfish

Really though.



[Hook:]

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy

Catfish - Yelawolf

Yelawolf's 'Catfish' stands as a quintessential example of his gritty Southern hip-hop style, blending raw lyricism with a hard-hitting beat that defines the early-to-mid 2010s era of the genre. The track showcases his signature ability to weave complex narratives into his verses, maintaining a consistent tone of street authenticity that has become a hallmark of his discography. Released during a period where Yelawolf was solidifying his reputation as a premier figure in the South, the song reflects the unpolished yet powerful energy characteristic of his work on albums like Radioactive and Love Story. It captures the essence of his musical identity, prioritizing vocal delivery and rhythmic flow over production gloss, and remains a staple for fans of the genre who appreciate direct, unfiltered storytelling within the hip-hop landscape.