BILLY (Remix)

Aw yeah
You know I was gonna get ahold of this big dog
Church
Here we go dog

Bitch I be in the woods with the rednecks
Rat rods with rust, Pit Bulls with the thick necks
Calloused hands always getting dirty for that paycheck
Ten cars in my yard two run but they badass
390 in the shop, truck 4:11 gears
Only time I'm finna blow smoke is when I'm outta here
And I ain't gonna tell you what kinda gun is in my jacket
But I got six rockets and they cause a lot of racket
I can make the thunder roll but I ain't Garth Brooks
I can make the rain purple I'm the Prince of the woods
I can go walking in Memphis without them blue suede shoes
Tap dancing on the game and Tony Lama's for sure
There might be a little dust on the bottle
I'm still gonna drink it and smoke a doobie and ride through the holler
Yeah most of my tattoos I got in a trailer kitchen
Guitar strings in my arm Music City on them bitches
Yeah the country coming out and get down
Telling me a story about these mothafucka's living in a hick town
'Cause I'm one of the hicks hitting the lick with a big sound
A hundred million plays what the fuck is a SoundCloud
I'm cruising backroads smoke trailing like exhaust leaks
Got the Ford ticking accelerating on rap beats
I can't brag about my shoes cause I came here with bare feet
They like "Where you from?" I'm like P-P-P-Pond Creek
They know I hit the stage looking like a fucking Flintstone
Rep the Dixie Flag and I'm making that shit well known
Little house on the prairie you know where I go home
I can drop my address but you won't make it through the mudhole
And if you pass that it's German Shepherd's and Pit Bull's
Hide motherfuckers, no safety up on the pistol
I'm not a rapper I'm a country singer that raps good
Mr. this is what I am if you don't like it well good