Black Smoke

(アルバム： Heart Of America - 2016)

So why they hating on me?
Because I'm as country as they come, boy
'Cause all my buddies muddy like a Dixieland convoy
'Cause I'm killing shit in short time
'Cause my opponents are flying but I'm chilling down in the duck blind
Waiting to see if a motherfucker gon' pluck mine
I got a bite like pit bulls at lunch time
And my shine is so bright you'll go blind
Like a mason jar fire wasn't even made right, yeah
And I ain't whistling Dixie or here to be friendly
I'm here to end any enemies, represent Tennessee
Sip on some Hennessy, have a Dixie chick kissing me
Jamming to 103 waking up feeling kinda like I'm the country king

The game needs me, I won't even budge
You're stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud
I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank
And reckless like I'm in the city driving a big tank
So USA CMT can't stand me
'Cause I'm wild and loud like a Yamaha Banshee
I'ma keep shit kicking till my shitkicker broke
Still choking up people like I'm blowing black smoke
The game, the game needs me, I won't even budge
You're stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud
I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank
And reckless like I'm in the city driving a big tank
So USA, CMT can't stand me
'Cause I'm wild and loud like a Yamaha Banshee
I'ma keep shit kicking till my shitkicker broke
Still choking up people like I'm blowing black smoke

I've got a chip on my shoulder, black ink in my skin
Ripped jeans on my legs and my Justin's a size 10
Lead foot hauling ass like Talladega and shit
Checkered flag's in my face 'cause I'm winning, you bitch
You can hate all you want but I'm sitting on a high throne
Pocket full of hundreds, still smelling like a AutoZone
Truck I'm driving sounding like Bigfoot
Girl riding with me, tanned up, looking Hollywood
Like I cedar tree, I really wish a honkey would, though
You don't think I will, son, but bubba just call me Woodrow
Rolling presidential, five percent tint on my windshield
Smoking marijuana out of Mountain Dew and some tin foil
I'm a beast, you think I sold my soul
America would be great if you could call my asshole
First song ever made charted on them billboards
Got plenty ammunition and I'm playing to kill more

The game needs me, I won't even budge
You're stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud
I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank
And reckless like I'm in the city driving a big tank
So USA CMT can't stand me
'Cause I'm wild and loud like a Yamaha Banshee
I'ma keep shit kicking till my shitkicker broke
Still choking up people like I'm blowing black smoke
The game, the game needs me, I won't even budge
You're stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud
I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank
And reckless like I'm in the city driving a big tank
So USA, CMT can't stand me
'Cause I'm wild and loud like a Yamaha Banshee
I'ma keep shit kicking till my shitkicker broke
Still choking up people like I'm blowing black smoke