[Intro]
Lex Ent
Arrii, you know it's that country shit
That backwoods dirty ass shit
[Verse 1]
Fuck bein' faded, I'm backwoods racin'
Rollin' in a Ford pickup blarin' Charlie Daniels baby
Got the KC Lights brighter than a sunrise
No rims on my shit, meaty ass mud tires
These ain't new Nike's, these some old Justin's
'Cause I'm in the land of spittin', fightin', horse shows and cussin'
Sittin' on the edge of town tailgate, liquor buzzin'
Surrounded by the fog light always gotta be smokin' somethin'
Okay, I know I'm not a rollin' stone
But when I'm drivin' home I'm not alone but yes I'm very stoned
Blowin' dro out the window while I'm listenin' to Motörhead
Beer bottles breakin' rollin' 'round in my truck bed
Honky ass cracker be from blue, white and red
Proud to own a gun and got it layin' right by my bed
I'll knock your ass out 'cause where I'm from we cornfed
Ring your neck, smash your face, with these greasy callused hands
[Chorus]
So whatcha know about a country boy?
So whatcha know about a Tonka toy?
Roger that, breaker 10-4
Buckwild motherfucker kickin' down the screen door
So whatcha know about a country boy?
So whatcha know about these Tonka toys?
Roger that, breaker 10-4
Buckwild motherfucker kickin' down the screen door
Lex Ent
Arrii, you know it's that country shit
That backwoods dirty ass shit
[Verse 1]
Fuck bein' faded, I'm backwoods racin'
Rollin' in a Ford pickup blarin' Charlie Daniels baby
Got the KC Lights brighter than a sunrise
No rims on my shit, meaty ass mud tires
These ain't new Nike's, these some old Justin's
'Cause I'm in the land of spittin', fightin', horse shows and cussin'
Sittin' on the edge of town tailgate, liquor buzzin'
Surrounded by the fog light always gotta be smokin' somethin'
Okay, I know I'm not a rollin' stone
But when I'm drivin' home I'm not alone but yes I'm very stoned
Blowin' dro out the window while I'm listenin' to Motörhead
Beer bottles breakin' rollin' 'round in my truck bed
Honky ass cracker be from blue, white and red
Proud to own a gun and got it layin' right by my bed
I'll knock your ass out 'cause where I'm from we cornfed
Ring your neck, smash your face, with these greasy callused hands
[Chorus]
So whatcha know about a country boy?
So whatcha know about a Tonka toy?
Roger that, breaker 10-4
Buckwild motherfucker kickin' down the screen door
So whatcha know about a country boy?
So whatcha know about these Tonka toys?
Roger that, breaker 10-4
Buckwild motherfucker kickin' down the screen door
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