Don’t Understand Branddo (Ft. Shotgun Shane & Upchurch)

[Chorus]
My first rifle was a .243 (Winston Parvick, put the gun down and come to the door)
That Papa gave Daddy and Daddy gave to me
I still fly that Southern Flag
Whistlin' Dixie ridin' up to Bragg
And I know all the words to Simple Man
I guess that’s somethin' you don't understand

[Verse 1: Branddo]
[?] I'm livin' when I'm chillin' with the folk
Chewin' the fat, blowin' the smoke
Back porch chillin' watch them horseshoes throw
Marinatin' the hills, yeah Tennessee soak
Mountain folk in the east let me get one star
Highlanders in the middle let me get two stars
No lights in the west let me get three stars
And for the Mississippi River let me get a blue bar
Over 30,000 dead in the Mexican War
Let us bow our head give 'em respect
That's my flag boy, every [?]
[?] Tennesseee ain't got no meanin' but
I guess that’s somethin' you don't understand
And you better believe that I guessed that
When you hear that *gun cock* don't tresspass
And I don't really give a damn what you gotta say
Got muddy water in my veins
Been this way since day one
Let them tell that that boy done changed
Well okay, okey doke, I ain't got time for your do-si-do
Rodeo, hokey poke, put two middle fingers in and close the door
I got a 4x4, crank it up then hit the road
I'm gone headed back to the cut
I don't give a damn if you judge my book motherfucker
I know that I'm country but
I guess that’s somethin' you don't understand
So call it whatever you want to call it
But I promise you can never say that I don't kill it partner