country rich
Singer:yelawolf
loced out with the spokes poked out
texas concrete up under my tires
creek water in my flask take me higher
gimme that check on the first and keep it
mistabobalina and mr. bob dobalina
come pick up my mind mossy oak and take it to the cleaners
somewhere in the front next to the chevy where you seen us
'cause i got a whole lot of money
and i just stuffed fifty racks in a can of empty pringles
put quarter sacks in the plastic back of a pink flamingo
the new pirellis back on the chevy
burnin' so much rubber i caught the emphysema
donuts in the parking lot
it's two cops in the parking lot
too hot to the cop but i'm too hot for the chopping block
b-boy like i'm pop and lockin'
country like mom and papa
these global southern scholars
better ask your dope man when he's coming
'cause i got a plug in cleats
that's how much that he loves running
you can hear the muffler grunting
glass pipes underneath the dune buggy
'cause i got a whole lot of money
from the projects and the pyrex to me riding in the finest
i finesse you before i finance
i get calls from the finest
even though i might decline it
got your bitch's pictures in my icloud
chevy or the rolls? i'm undecided
my house ain't got no neighbors
lemme find out it's an island
it ain't no way around it
pass the weed like an assignment
drink a twelve pack in a minute
i'll make bud light wanna sign me
i put sixes on the bentley
climb on top of that motherfucker and i down bottle of henny
please excuse my country grammar
got me feelin' like i'm nelly
i came up no fucking helpin'