Whiteboyz

Better watch your back, it's a white boy summer
 Whole iPhone full of white boy gunners
 We all come from the bottom like the pipes in the gutter
 Got the shotgun going, "bum-bum-bum-bubba!"
 Call me white trash, white boy, I kinda like that
 If you got a problem, you can come and kiss my white ass
 I don't really care what I'm allowed to do
 Got a homie that'll kill you for a Mountain Dew, shoot
 You don't wanna get a death threat from a redneck
 Put a lead dent in your headrest, yep, yep
 Wuh, wuh, yee-haw, cops come, we saw
 They ask, we leave, white boys don't talk
 You ain't gonna see 'em coming, hunting camo
 Pro-Second Amendment and they got tons of ammo
 Got a gut full of liquor, lungs full of tobacco
 Kinda crackers that will crack you for some gas for the backhoe
 And the homie riding shotgun with a shotgun
 While he shot guns, 24 beers and he's not drunk
 Chugging vodkas, not a problem 'til he wants one
 Then he locked up when the cops come
 Lotta white folks like those rifles that go, "boom!"
 Bunch of psychos I know might roll on your crew
 When you die slow, my bros ride home or you lose
 It ain't Halloween we turned you to a white ghost too soon, yeah
 God ain't never made no motherfuckers crazy as the
 White boys, we been known to fight boys
 Sawing off our shotguns, rocking camo, causing problems late at night boys
 White boys, mama knows we're trouble, circle tight boys
 Soon as it pops off, we got you running for your life boys
 Let me get the shit jumping like a '64
 Chrome with the big smokes, I'm so official
 Crazy white boy with the big old pistol
 You're so pissed, you blow like a whistle
 Try and play around, you gon' end up drowning
 In the deep end, face down where they found him
 He gon' get killed, plus everyone around him
 Rounds start flying, your heart start pounding, hold up
 Take a photo, we gon' last longer
 What you looking at now? Rap god, rap monger
 Only white boy make the black roster
 Hip-hop top ten, motherfucking monster
 I'ma stand here with the sawed-off shotgun
 Shoot it at you, now you got bad posture
 Put him in a wheelchair, legs turned to pasta
 You know how it goes, bullet holes in the doctor
 Smoking on tobacco, blowing like a Black & Mild
 Talk shit, get a blackout, drag you like a mile
 Drank a whole bunch of Jack, probably crash if I drive
 I'll be sitting shotty with a nine, passenger side
 Always out at night 'cause I like noise
 Playing 50 Cent and I don't even like coins
 Got a .45 on my lap now, that's a nice choice
 Ride around town, car full of white boys
 God ain't never made no motherfuckers crazy as the
 White boys, we been known to fight boys
 Sawing off our shotguns, rocking camo, causing problems late at night boys
 White boys, mama knows we're trouble, circle tight boys
 Soon as it pops off, we got you running for your life boys
 You can smell the smoke soon as we ride into town
 You can hear us coming 'cause the speakers stupid loud
 You can't hold us back, yeah, we'll be jumping in a crowd
 Middle fingers up and they ain't never coming down
 God ain't never made no motherfuckers crazy as the
 White boys, we been known to fight boys
 Sawing off our shotguns, rocking camo, causing problems late at night boys
 White boys, mama knows we're trouble, circle tight boys
 Soon as it pops off, we got you running for your life boys