[Chorus]
Bitch I'm Dixie made 'til I die, 'til I die
I'm a southern boy 'til I die, 'til I die
Bumpin' out Hank the third 'til I die, 'til I die
In the woods I'm good 'til I die
C-H-E 'til I die (Rargh)
E'erywhere I go I'm showin' off (Showin' off)
Showin' off, showin' off
E-e'erywhere I go I'm showin' off (Showin' off)
Showin' off, showin' off
E-e'erywhere I go I'm showin' off (Showin' off)
Showin' off, showin' off (Showin' off)
E-e'erywhere I go I'm showin' off
Showin' off, where you from?
[Verse 1]
Pull up in that bitch matte black on the Fastback
Pull up in that bitch arm tatted with Confederate Flags
Pull up in that bitch like I'm cool with dudes who got a badge
RPM's high and my brains spittin' road rash
Somebody call the doctor I think that I got a problem
My brain is overloadin' with shit that they ain't even thought of
My level so damn high you can't reach it in Colorado
Cowboy shit son, just call me the Desperado
Straight up out the motherfuckin' sticks bro
Down on Pond Creek chillin' with all of my kinfolk
Me and Robert poppin' wheelies down a damn dirt road
Playin' with the cops dippin' off on that main road
I don't even play bitch, you know what I came for
First country rapper that didn't turn to a fame whore
I'm fine with my little single wide with a front porch
Swisher so big lookin' like a damn diesel
Bitch I'm Dixie made 'til I die, 'til I die
I'm a southern boy 'til I die, 'til I die
Bumpin' out Hank the third 'til I die, 'til I die
In the woods I'm good 'til I die
C-H-E 'til I die (Rargh)
E'erywhere I go I'm showin' off (Showin' off)
Showin' off, showin' off
E-e'erywhere I go I'm showin' off (Showin' off)
Showin' off, showin' off
E-e'erywhere I go I'm showin' off (Showin' off)
Showin' off, showin' off (Showin' off)
E-e'erywhere I go I'm showin' off
Showin' off, where you from?
[Verse 1]
Pull up in that bitch matte black on the Fastback
Pull up in that bitch arm tatted with Confederate Flags
Pull up in that bitch like I'm cool with dudes who got a badge
RPM's high and my brains spittin' road rash
Somebody call the doctor I think that I got a problem
My brain is overloadin' with shit that they ain't even thought of
My level so damn high you can't reach it in Colorado
Cowboy shit son, just call me the Desperado
Straight up out the motherfuckin' sticks bro
Down on Pond Creek chillin' with all of my kinfolk
Me and Robert poppin' wheelies down a damn dirt road
Playin' with the cops dippin' off on that main road
I don't even play bitch, you know what I came for
First country rapper that didn't turn to a fame whore
I'm fine with my little single wide with a front porch
Swisher so big lookin' like a damn diesel
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