Letra

Hop in the truck, ten of my buddies are already drunk We don't go nowhere that doesn't have liquor and cigarettes Ridin' mechanical bulls in the club We like to hunt, leave with a gun, come back tomorrow We covered in blood with a bucket of guts, we all tougher than fuck And we poppin' the clutch, we ain't stuck in the mud I'm the white boy with the baseball bat, bunch of face tattoos and a NASCAR hat In the backyard like a scrapyard, got a glass jar full of tobacco that's blacker than asphalt Rollin' with hundreds of crackers who actin' like animals, they cannot handle their alcohol We the white boys from the back woods in the bad hoods And the trailer park trash that pack guns When I was younger, they'd tell me to struggle and hustle Like 200 bikers and they were my brothers We comin' for blood and you runnin' for cover, addicted to drugs, in the gutter Been drunker than anyone leavin' the club, we go dumber than thugs we got mullets and putters And multiple gunners that comin' in Hummers, you under the rubber, you'll never recover Chain smokin', my lungs hurt, my neck red, got sunburns Bumpin' Eminem, we all know the words, bunch of white boys flippin' hella birds Hillbilly really don't care if you like 'em, little bit of moonshine fire inside 'em Kill 'em in a minute, don't care who's fightin', you don't wanna trip on the kids of vikings Camo and mullets and cowboy hats out in public Got ammo stashed at my cousins and cashin' addicts in cupboards They all dissin', we don't listen, can't hear it no more We gone fishin', they gone missin', I told y'all before I be on some white people shit Hangin' out the window of a truck, yellin', "I don't give a fuck" White people shit Every time they see me pullin' up, they be like, "Oh my God He be on some white people shit" Jumpin' out the plane, no parachute, so I'ma get there sooner I ain't learned shit from school, always ditched, Ferris Bueller Screw your little truck, my square body over there is cooler Every white boy ridin' with me over there shooters I'm the white boy with the Mossberg pump, sit shotgun when I pop the truck They know I been a monster off the jump, I'm off my rocker, lots of guns This ain't soccer but watch him run, shoot him in the lung, need oxygen Coughin' blood like he often does, talk too much 'til his coffin shuts I'm never gonna back up too much ammo, we got hammered, used to battle Had my fights right on the gravel, back in the day we used to handle Shit like men, but now we're canceled, look at us like stage IV cancer Look at them like, "Pull yo' pants up", dumbass kids ain't got no answer Looked up to dudes with tattoos and rap music Bad moves and abuse in my past actin' stupid I use the bad news for the gas to keep movin' I made it where I'm at, now you'd rather see me losin' All my guys got tattoos on their face, they did their time, they got jammed What the hell's a blue check? They ain't got no Instagram (Instagram) Ask around, everyone knows, they might think that I care, but I don't I be on some white people shit Hangin' out the window of a truck, yellin', "I don't give a fuck" White people shit Every time they see me pullin' up, they be like, "Oh my God He be on some white people shit" Yeah, segregated but I'm still in the mix I've been fuckin' with Tommy before he got canceled for speakin' the truth 'Bout the world and exposin' it for what it actually is I see race as an issue, I'm runnin' it back to the government to tell 'em This is a democratic liberated conservative patriarchy dipped-in-action affirmative hit song Bet they'd still cut me a check, state that I'm in is my mind It's way deeper than color, I ain't think I'm blue versus red I'm in control, can say that I'm carryin' more than you know One in the chamber that's ready to blow Right at you pussies who claimin' you woke I'ma keep prayin' that you get exposed Ha-ha-ha-ha, promise, I'm not abidin' by rules that you set for me I'm not that mad at the past, I mean it was only a couple of centuries Well actually I'm pissed, but won't let that be my identity So on behalf of all blacks, I forgive and don't wanna be enemies Just say you're sorry and talk to me nice, this is comedic If you get offended, that's a reflection of your own life, and how you fail to live it right So it's not black versus white, it's wrong versus right 'Cause color is just a result of these multiple factors that we didn't choose I mean, mom, dad, race, religion, things we're born into Generational curses that get undone once we undo, move See life from a different view beyond our own skew Manipulated by the news, crude truth, things they used to confuse the masses Put us in social classes separated by percentages paid for taxes Income brackets, clothes, cars, shoes, size of assets I bet they'll try to blackmail me once I black out all these demographics And push past the stereotypical average then get blackballed, and they cut all my traffic Oh my God, he be on some black people shit (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Hangin' out the window of the truck, screamin', "I don't give a fuck" Black people shit Every time they see me pullin' up, they be like, "Oh my God He be on some white people shit"
Writer(s): Tom Macdonald, Adam Calhoun, Daniel Nwosu Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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