Off The Rails Bottleneck (Ft. Upchurch)

[Intro: Upchurch & Bottleneck]
Yeah
We gonna kill it Bottleneck
Redneck Nation, bitch
Woo
Upchurch (Upchurch)
Bottleneck (Bottleneck)
We 'bout to get it
Oh yeah

[Chorus: Bottleneck]
Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified
Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires
We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style
A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind

[Verse 1: Upchurch]
Muddy water in my veins
All of my jeans got deer blood stains
All of my trucks got rust on the frame
With a big light bar and some dents in the paint
Gun in the glass, tinted my windows
I am the truth bitch I am no pretender
And all of my Dixie chicks sweeter than Splenda
Gon' be a rockstar, what's my agenda
I'm tougher than most and I don't even try
'Cause I'm catchin' good traction like I'm four-wheel drive
I'm gone like Earnhardt I leave 'em behind
And I flip 'em a bird from way up in the sky
Country as cornbread and big red tomatoes
I stare through my phone in some sick Aviators
Country rap prince I'm the Intimidator
And fuck all my haters with two middle fingers bitch