[Kid Rock - hook]

Yeah, I'm throwed off

Ain't about the money I'mma blow it off

I made my own lane, let's roll, lets roll

Yeah, I'm going off

Ain't got a whole lot but I'mma show it off

Better recognise game, lets roll, lets roo-ooooll [Yelawolf - Verse 1]

Yeah, now let me welcome you to my small town

Big trucks in the yard, big bucks on the wall, country folks all around

How I was raised, 808 drums quaking they shake that box 88

And the dope boys hotter than hells gate but I still in the shade

With a fold out chair, a 30 pack on the back of that tailgate

A-L-A B-A-M-A I'm off I might pee in the lake

I might go to Talladega and see me a race

Bring me case, yeah I'm bringing a case

I'm gettin' throwed off [Hook] [Yelawolf - Verse 2]

And I'm all the way throwed off

Z71 take the bow off

Dipped in mossy oak with a mullet mowhawk

Yeah, with a bright orange hat and a bag underneath that Chevy

Yeah buddy, might go off, split you like a bowling ball

Split you in my overalls

Yeah home of the ?, got a couple folks that'd do it to you for hundo

That dixie cups gonna fall off the console

You don't wanna have a convo and not understand that 'Bama slanguage

Like hollerin' aint it, but I come to paint it so it won't be throwed off? [Hook] [Yelawolf - Verse 3]

I'm just a kid that rocks

I'm just a boy with a dream

You bet it all with the last bill that I had hid in my socks

Used to keep a .22 in a shoebox

Now I bang beretta's, she's 22 and I keep her in a tube top

White trash and all, take us all the way to the top and then laugh it off

Like how the f-ck did I get a catalogue with more hits than a f-cking jackhammer dog

Cause I planned it all, Crimson tide standing tall

***, I'm another lit cannon ball

F-ck around and I'm going off and I'm getting throwed off [Hook]