Letras
Bitch, I'm rednekd and red-eyed (red-eyed) with my head high (high)
Smoking potent hydroponic, it didn't open up my third eye
Busting down these bows until my pockets filled with dead guys
I've been in that field trimming flowers on that countryside
Ridin' by a BFB (BFB), all this tree on me
My homie got them chickens cooking up, feel like a KFC
From trailer parks to double wides, now look where I reside
Out there in that countryside, flying high, drinking weed
Homegrown in moonshine (moonshine), check these roots of mine
Boots that's on my feet, 'bout busted from all that overtime
Ten days is hard of mine, but I ain't gon' show my softer side
Go harder with my baby tide, to give her what her heart desires
Go an' pour it up, I'm just like, yeah (yeah), I need some drink of me
These 12-gays, some big ol' shells (ol' shells), come try to take from me
These haystacks about broke the scale, bail sales
Three of P, put a package in the mail, it touched down we been flicking
Don't know who ridin', but I don't finna see
Like who want hit this lick with me?
I'm sliding down 365 like a snake in the creek
Smoke nothing but the finest, my eyes, been looking Vietnamese
I got weed pills in that joint, can I walk all three?
Yeah, I'm just a back-row rider (oh yeah), two-lane slider (oh, yeah)
Redneck junkie on the hustle trying to find her
I'm looking for the bread, I'm like, where the fuck it's hiding (I don't know)
I'm a diamond in the rough, it's dirtied up, but I'm still shining
Bitch, I'm rednekd and red-eyed (red-eyed) with my head high (high)
Smoking potent hydroponic, it didn't open up my third eye
Busting down these bows until my pockets filled with dead guys
I've been in that field trimming flowers on that countryside
Ridin' by a BFB (BFB), all this tree on me
My homie got them chickens cooking up, feel like a KFC
From trailer parks to double wides (wides), now look where I reside
Out there in that countryside, flying high, drinking weed