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Upchurch
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Country Fried
Man these boys think they got me
Haha!
You ain't got sht son
I'm the Lane Frost of this sht
so bring yo a on in (hll yeah)
I'm on my country boy sht
Hillbilly like it's Beverly
Cherry Red Chevy
Lift kit about a couple feet
Roots in my boots and I ain't gotta prove sht
Follow me down to my woods boy, hop off in these sticks.
We got clips, we got guns, drive them tires off in this mud
I'm from backwoods Cheatham County boy,
Them three words say it all
Droppin' bucks
Makin' dollars
Small town man down from the holler.
Middle finger to the world cause'
America's my daughter
We got clips, We got guns,
Drive them tires off in this mud
I'm from backwoods Cheatham County boy,
Them three words say it all
Droppin' bucks,
Makin' dollars
Small town man down from the holler
Middle finger to the world cause'
America's my daughter.
Well I started from the bottom
Now your honkey got a buzz on
Past Blue Ribbon
Crankin' up a thumpin' country song
Tailgate and drinkin'
Beer rollin' up the greenery.
Shootin' at them ducks while they passin' by my scenery.
I came up from nothin' now my face in more than 50 states
Petal to the metal
I ain't ever gonna tap the brakes
And I ain't from the city
I'm from hollers, rivers, creeks and lakes
Redneck as it gets cause' this boy ain't got time to go and fake
(whooh)
Now let me pop that clutch
I ain't your man with the plan
No that always crunch
I'm that mother fin' hoss how has zero trust
Rolliin' through your dmn city in this bucket of rust
We got clips, we got guns, drive them tires off in this mud
I'm from backwoods Cheatham County boy,
Them three words say it all
Droppin' bucks
Makin' dollars
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Small town man down from the holler.
Middle finger to the world cause'
America's my daughter
We got clips, we got guns, drive them tires off in this mud
I'm from backwoods Cheatham County boy,
Them three words say it all
Droppin' bucks
Makin' dollars
Small town man down from the holler.
Middle finger to the world cause'
America's my daughter
Nashville born small hick town raised
On the edge of music road,
corn field, wind sways
Ford, Dodge, Chevrolet
Rust bucket still plays
Everything gets dirty tryin' to pave that way
I ain't never had a hand out
Never had a pick me up
Bud Wiser beer bottles
Breakin' in my pickup truck
Chip on my shoulder
Rockin' me a heavy farmers tan
Honeys treat me lovely cause' I'm popular on Instagram
Haters say I'm fake and sht
Say I'm the flame that's barely lit
When I didn't have the management to make sure
That I'm well equipped
So fingers up and shots on me
Famous and I'm 23
Self-made son
Country boy from middle Tennessee
We got clips, we got guns, drive them tires off in this mud
I'm from backwoods Cheatham County boy,
Them three words say it all
Droppin' bucks
Makin' dollars
Small town man down from the holler.
Middle finger to the world cause'
America's my daughter
We got clips, we got guns, drive them tires off in this mud
I'm from backwoods Cheatham County boy,
Them three words say it all
Droppin' bucks
Makin' dollars
Small town man down from the holler.
Middle finger to the world cause'
America's my daughter
(Hll Yeah!!!)
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