Let’s Roll Yelawolf (Ft. Kid Rock)

[Chorus: Kid Rock]
Yeah I’m throwed off
Ain't about the money I’ma blow it all
I made my own lane
Let’s roll, let's roll
Yeah, I’m going off
Ain't got a whole lot but I’ma show it off
Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roll

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
Yeah now let me welcome you to my small town
Big trucks in the yard, big bucks on the wall, country folks all around
How I was raised
808 drums quaking, they shake that box, '88
And the dope boys hotter than hells gate
But I, still in the shade
With a fold out chair, with a thirty pack on the back of that tailgate
A-L-A, B-A-M-A
I’m off I might be in the lake
I might go to Talladega and see me a race
And bring me a case
Yeah I’m bringing the case
I’m getting throwed off

[Chorus: Kid Rock]
Yeah I’m throwed off
Ain't about the money I’ma blow it all
I made my own lane
Let’s roll, let's roll
Yeah, I’m going off
Ain't got a whole lot but I’ma show it off
Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roll