LYRIC

[Verse 1] So why they hatin' on me?
Because I'm as country as they come, boy
'Cause all my buddies muddy like a Dixieland convoy
'Cause I'm killin' shit in short time
'Cause my opponents are fly but I'm chillin' down in the duck blind
Waitin' to see if a motherfucker gon' pluck mine
I got a bite like pit bulls at lunch time
And my shine is so bright you'll go blind
Like a mason jar fire wasn't even made right, yeah
And I ain't whistlin' Dixie, or here to be friendly
I'm here to end any enemies, represent Tennessee
Sip on some Hennessy, have a Dixie chick kissin' me
Jammin' to 103 wakin' up feelin' kinda like I'm the country king

[Chorus] The game needs me, I won't even budge
You're stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud
I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank
And reckless like I'm in the city drivin' a big tank
So USA, CMT can't stand me
'Cause I'm wild and loud like a Yamaha Banshee
I'ma keep shit kickin' 'til my shit kicker broke
Still chokin' up people like I'm blowin' black smoke

The game, the game needs me, I won't even budge
You're stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud
I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank
And reckless like I'm in the city drivin' a big tank
So USA, CMT can't stand me
'Cause I'm wild and loud like a Yamaha Banshee
I'ma keep shit kickin' 'til my shit kicker broke
Still chokin' up people like I'm blowin' black smoke

[Verse 2] I got a chip on my shoulder, black ink in my skin
Ripped jeans on my legs and my Justin's a size 10
Lead foot haulin' ass like Talladega and shit
Checkered flag's in my face 'cause I'm winnin' it bitch
You can hate all you want but I'm sittin' on a high throne
Pocket full of hundreds still smellin' like a Auto Zone
Truck I'm drivin', soundin' like Bigfoot
Girl ridin' with me, tanned up, lookin' Hollywood
Like I cedar tree, I really wish a honkey would though
You don't think I will, son, but bubba just call me Woodrow
Rollin' presidential, five percent tint on my windshield
Smokin' marijuana out of Mountain Dew and some tin foil
I'm a beast you think I sold my soul
America would be great if you could call my asshole
First song ever made charted on them Billboard's
Got plenty ammunition and I'm playin' to kill more

[Chorus] The game needs me, I won't even budge
You're stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud
I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank
And reckless like I'm in the city drivin' a big tank
So USA, CMT can't stand me
'Cause I'm wild and loud like a Yamaha Banshee
I'ma keep shit kickin' 'til my shit kicker broke
Still chokin' up people like I'm blowin' black smoke

The game, the game needs me, I won't even budge
You're stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud
I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank
And reckless like I'm in the city drivin' a big tank
So USA, CMT can't stand me
'Cause I'm wild and loud like a Yamaha Banshee
I'ma keep shit kickin' 'til my shit kicker broke
Still chokin' up people like I'm blowin' black smoke

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