Yeah, hell of a day to load a .22 and take it to the woods, and let it ring until the night, and break a bottle with a bullet, yes I'm bout it, mother***er, not a single silence, everything is missing from my southern hoots, I'm liable just to take a Chevrolet and run it through the month for giggles. What a ***, my momma raised into a rapper who can tell a story like my uncle when he's drinking, product of a working environment. *** is y'all think? The hinting I'm working, working harder than any artist could ever do is simply cause I'm made that way. I built a house around your ass before you could realize that you in the neighborhood that y'all the wolf made. So call me a redneck and tell your boys about it, tell them I'm an Alabama wannabe, I'll beat it. I'll just take it to the studio and drop a bomb on it from a mother*** boom bag. I need a dead getaway, till my folks roll up the J's, bring yellow over juice wheels, sit up on the roof with a broken Chevrolet, talk till there's nothing left to say, cause if it don't get away, you ain't seen my trailer park getaways, these niggas have to get away from me. Drink, smoke, you gon' have to get away from me. Load up the guns, load up the guns, these niggas have to get away from me. Drink, smoke, cause if it don't get away, you ain't seen my trailer park getaways, these niggas have to get away from me. Man, I done been through it all. I done been up and know where the deals to fall. Punk police filling all of my balls without a proper precaution cause a nigga sent home. Dog, you gotta do something fat. Put a roll with Wolf, why you come back? Cause them up there, don't wanna play fair. I got me pinned to the wall like a *** thumbtack. Dumb fat, dumb hair. Criticize a nigga for the crack I sell. Like you can give a *** if a nigga eat oil or eat at all. Wanna see me fall? Let them see that and all, dawg. Them lines, long as I got catfish on my side. Bitch, I'm heading up, up, up to the sky. Roll up, let's get high. Waving them bye. I need that. Don't get away, till my folks roll up the J's. Green yellow with a juice wheel, syrup on the roof with a broken Chevrolet. Talk till there's nothing left to say, cause if it don't get away, you ain't seen my trailer You ain't seen my trailer park getaways. Then you gon' have to get away from me. Drink some, smoke some. You gon' have to get away from me. Load up the guns, load up the guns. Then you gon' have to get away from me. Drink some, smoke some. Cause if it don't get away, you ain't seen my trailer park getaways. Then you gon' have to get away from me. 20 plus 20, still spitting them out. The tips on your poker, still ***ting your house. Then put my dick in your mouth, take it back out. Put it back in, *** on the floor, spit on the cow. 20 ugly mother***ers think they're thug enough, or rough enough, or good enough, or fast enough, give up. Most retarded mother***ers in the whole wide world ain't stupid or dumb enough to ***. If you in, say you in. And if you in, it's none of your mother*** business. Knock em up, buckle up, hustle up, huddle up. People don't do that. Not a now, not a nigga out of there, I can't compare. So what I do to these bars, all these bars, and these scales, and these gloves, and these bars, and these tables and chairs? I need that. Then you get away, till my folks roll up the J's. Green, yellow, overduced, we'll set up on the roof with a broke king. Share a chain, talk to the stuff that left us hatin'. Cause if I don't get away, you gon' see my trailer park get away. Then you gon' have to get away from me. Drink some smokes, you gon' have to get away from me. Load up the guns, load up the guns, then you gon' have to get away from me. Drink some smokes, cause if I don't get away, you gon' see my trailer park get away. Then you gon' have to get away from me.