Country Rap Facts

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 Sir you have a collect call from fuck your bitch
 Been a real cracker from the jump
 I ain't never had to live no lies
 Always working hard for the bucks
 I don't like to really waste no time
 Stay with the smoke like a Dutch
 Keep a torch don't need no light
 Arm out the window with a what
 I ain't even gotta say that line
 OG like I'm Brodnax
 Feel like Demun in a straw hat
 Only make hits like I'm big Murphy
 Made hundred grand off t-shirts
 Rap about guns but they been afraid
 Shitstain Shane that boy been a lame
 25 hundred now I'm diesel gang
 Don't grab my titty like what's her name
 If they a big Po fan bet their missing a tooth
 The only fire he knows is the flame to the spoon
 Matt Townz said my name just to get him some views
 He's got a Z in his name 'cause you hear him and snooze
 Rappers real fake like a decoy
 Pockets real big like I'm Leroy
 Dropped real quick like a big Smo show
 Get smacked up bitch that's a Haystak blow
 Nerf Gun Ned wants back on the scene
 Guess I gotta block 'em like Shaq with the heat
 What's Shane gon' do not a god-damn thing
 Boy built like Ellen with an eyebrow ring
 Switching my stance like I fight south paw
 Stay with the stiXXX like my drummer Jon Paul
 Hustle like strug that's the real outlaw
 Bad apple like Jelly till the wheels fall off
 Been a real cracker from the jump
 I ain't never had to live no lies
 Always working hard for the bucks
 I don't like to really waste no time
 Stay with the smoke like a Dutch
 Keep a torch don't need no light
 Arm out the window with a what
 I ain't even gotta say that line
 Don't touch my truck
 Shut the fuck up
 Little bitch you ain't shot no buck
 Fuck that you ain't never seen mud
 Luke Bryan never kicked up dust
 Blanco brown really couldn't git up
 Lil Nas X never showed up
 'Cause he probably too busy taking dick in the butt
 Shooting these shots I empty this mag and then I reload it
 Say you the goat, but really that's church 'cause his records golden
 Say that they real, but shit hit the fan you know that they folding
 Rappers be lying they really be broke & then blame it on covid
 Stay with the iron I carry the club just like I'm a caddy
 I am the 1 but stay with the 2 and point it right at him
 Hosiers a bum he's really my son I guess I'm his daddy
 Checking the facts what has he done if it wasn't for Adam
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 Let me get the gas quick
 Pour it on this corny ass rap shit
 Forty blast quick
 Zip his ass up in plastic
 'Bout to get smacked like you texting in traffic
 Dudes I'm with are ruthless savage
 You are more into news and fashion
 Looking stupid for views you acting
 Wearing dresses and goofy hats
 Man I see you in public I'm whooping your ass
 Bitch stay loaded you know & I'm ready
 Got a big 4 4 and that bitch talk heavy
 With that Pablo flow sitting low in the Chevy
 Hit the gas real fast they ain't never gonna catch me
 Slide so fast you ain't never gonna catch me
 Got a blicky in the dash and the cash on hefty
 Put my city on the map like I opened up the levy
 Put the fifty in the mag like I'm opened up and ready
 Been a real cracker from the jump
 I ain't never had to live no lies
 Always working hard for the bucks
 I don't like to really waste no time
 Stay with the smoke like a Dutch
 Keep a torch don't need no light
 Arm out the window with a what
 I ain't even gotta say that line
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:13
Key
11
Tempo
119 BPM

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