SOLD OUT HARDY
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[Verse 1]
Gold records on the sheetrock
Not bad for a boy from Mississippi
Yeah, I could buy a Maybach
But I'm still in my F-150
[Pre-Chorus]
And my last name
Is a whole lot bigger than I thought it'd be
A lotta things changed
Except one thing, me
[Chorus]
I'm still the same old redneck fuck, don't give a damn
Ain't afraid to throw a dead buck on my Instagram
Grain alcohol in my cup, got the whole house
Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out
Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out
Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out
[Verse 2]
Yeah, middle finger to the sky, buddy, that's right
I don't sprinkle Dixie Crystal on my half-time (Yeah)
Keep your in-crowd, I'll be the outcast
I'll be country 'til I'm dead, that's on my last name
Gold records on the sheetrock
Not bad for a boy from Mississippi
Yeah, I could buy a Maybach
But I'm still in my F-150
[Pre-Chorus]
And my last name
Is a whole lot bigger than I thought it'd be
A lotta things changed
Except one thing, me
[Chorus]
I'm still the same old redneck fuck, don't give a damn
Ain't afraid to throw a dead buck on my Instagram
Grain alcohol in my cup, got the whole house
Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out
Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out
Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out
[Verse 2]
Yeah, middle finger to the sky, buddy, that's right
I don't sprinkle Dixie Crystal on my half-time (Yeah)
Keep your in-crowd, I'll be the outcast
I'll be country 'til I'm dead, that's on my last name
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