Boondox - Red Clay Crazy ft. Rittz (Official Lyric Video)

Hop out the chevy roll heavy no sense and a machete

Them boys from deep in the sticks keep a fo fifth at the ready

Shoulda known bitch I stay petty, blue back liquor in the yeti

I'm sick a truck stop shitter been pissing on the game before R Kelly

One love for the psychos, Halloween hillbilly dirt road Michael

Put it all on the Bible or put it on the gram 'cause it might go viral

Screen door with a sawed off, fuckin' with a bully get ya whole leg gnawed off

And I won't be called off, slug to the head and the motherfucker fall off

Nobody safe when I'm on that case

Put a little bit of concern on that face

You don't wanna cape when I pull that weight

I'm the killa with the big knife Norman Bates, hey

Go on and fill up them britches

I got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches

Red clay crazy, got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches

Red clay crazy, got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches

Red clay crazy, got no mercy for 'em, got no mercy for 'em (Everybody say)

Red clay crazy, got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches

Red clay I'm crazy baby, Georgia born the place that made me

Black hat villain with no fucks given them thoughts and prayers ain't gonna save me

'Cause I feed like a mako, yeah, anything movin' ain't gonna be safe ho

Strapped up like Waco with them Magtech bullets size of potatoes

Abomination abrasive, I am the southern devil

The king of heathens, believe it I'm on another level

Go grab a fuckin' shovel 'cause we 'bout to dig some trenches

'Bout to the burn this whole bitch down to the ground

And I put that on my witches, country road come take me home

I am somewhere I don't belong, load the Mossberg in the brougham

Vandals rise we takin' Rome, go on fuck it put a lighter up for Caesar

Turn the fuckin' volume up and blast this out the speaker

Red clay crazy, got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches

Red clay crazy, got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches

Red clay crazy, got no mercy for 'em, got no mercy for 'em (Everybody say)

Red clay crazy, got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches

I got red clay on my floor mats, red clay on my Jordan print

Running from that K9, out of shape and short of breath