Текст песни
Roses are red
Violets are blue
My turbo goes stu-tu-tu-tu
I come from the land where the creek turns blood-red (blood-red)
Drinkin' moonshine on the side of the old shed (old shed)
The law ain't nothing to me
South-raised in the land of the home of the free (home of the free)
I come from the land where the creek turns blood-red (blood-red)
Drinkin' moonshine on the side of the old shed (old shed)
The law ain't nothing to me
South-raised by the grass of the home of the free (home of the free)
Yeah, I come from them outlaws and in-laws
And the boys that run them chainsaws
Speak down on them then get lost
Come back there, you will get tossed
In the thicket, kick it, truck so wicked
Blow smoke, drive by so wild, so lifted
Drive throw your town and rev my engine
Broke your neck, got your attention
Shawty lean and my motor clean
Talk 'bout the south, I am the queen
Something out of a movie scene
Never seen a country girl as cold as me
Yeah, bold as me, I run with the wolf pack
Long black train pick me up on the old tracks
Told me I was gonna rule the south
While other motherfuckers do it for clout bitch
I come from the land where the creek turns blood-red (blood-red)
Drinkin' moonshine on the side of the old shed (old shed)
The law ain't nothing to me
South-raised in the land of the home of the free (home of the free)
I come from the land where the creek turns blood-red (blood-red)
Drinkin' moonshine on the side of the old shed (old shed)
The law ain't nothing to me
South-raised by the grass of the home of the free (home of the free)
Papa gave me guitars, the other gave me a Bible
Step on the stage and the know my name, and it's country rap revival (let's go)
The fans are my disciples (uh-huh) I been led to lead 'em (that's right)
They hungry for my words, so best believe that I'm gon' feed 'em
Been in the sticks since birth, bitty-bitty