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, yeah, it's your mans big smo, ayy yo jelly lil wyte lets tell em how it is, i'm just a kuntry boy, livin' out on a farm, i got pounds on the other side of town with the crop in the barn, just sipping on shine, sipping straight from the jar, law dogs is a hunting us down 'cause they know who we are, yeah, see we some tennessee kuntry boys it don't get no better man, we back road moonshine sippin' in my chevrolet, blowin' on that killer hay hoping i can smoke away, every single problem from the day, i won't ever change southern by blood in the mud in the usa, home grown southern swag yup that's the way i was raised, hustling to get my pay moving kush state to state, dodging johnny law cause they trying to give me 5 to 8 underneath the jail in a cell but they way too late, cause i'm long gone out of sight time to celebrate, touch down with my fam outta town collaborate, smo and lil wyte n jelly good ole boy heavyweights, pushing to the limit in this game of life that we play, represent what we stand for in a major way, outlaws living on the edge of an open grave, raise your glasses to the sky, and keep it kuntry everyday, i'm just a kuntry boy, living out on a farm, i got pounds on the other side of town with the crop in the barn, just sipping on shine, sipping straight from the jar, law dogs is a hunting us down 'cause they know who we are, this for them kuntry boys them outlaws and hole in the walls, lil wyte calm down you can't drink moonshine through a straw, yeah, they call me jelly roll hooked up with my partner smo, ever since that hate goes on record labels call my phone, see i wake up every morning and try to find a bag, but before i eat breakfast got to pop a couple tabs, i still keep it kuntry like a big green tractor, i'm sick of these mini me's just call me fat bastard, no reception in the house call me on my home phone, this dro is that good but its not that cali it's that homegrown, i ain't even tripping girl i ain't actin hard, start a fight with my ex then get kicked out of the bar, man i cannot find my car party wheres the cigar, i forgot what i was rappin' 'bout i'm higher than a star, i ain't saying that i'm good i ain't saying that i'm pimpin', i'm just saying i'm like tiger woods fore, i'm just a kuntry boy living out on a farm, i got pounds on the other side of town with the crop in the barn, just sipping on shine, sipping straight from the jar, law dogs is a hunting us down cause they know who we are, there ain't a day past that i ain't into somethin' from the sticks, to tha hoods they say that honky is bumpin, from unionville to manchester all the way to cashville, i'm the original good ol' boy i says let the cash spill, pass the shine jelly watch me drink it all from that straw, but when i'm done i'm going to even eat the strawberries and all, i'm an alcoholic don't make me pull out my xanax bars, i get fucked up and do donuts in everybody's car, see i'm from the bay spent most of my time in the county, growing up i got into some crazy shit, with some rowdy shotgun toting pickup truck driving country muthafuckas, i don't send my goons i send my rednecks after you suckers, i'm lil wyte the leader of the pack plus i am the drunkest, with wyte music in the building muthafucka we the crunkest, what up struggle r.i.p. to your grandpa waylon jennings, this a new movement he started it but wyte music going to keep it goin, muthafuckas, i'm just a kuntry boy, livin' out on a farm, i got pounds on the other side of town with the crop in the barn, just sippin' on shine, sippin' straight from the jar, law dogs is a huntin' us down cause they know who we are, its yo mans big smo tennessees numba one kuntry boy y'all know what time it is we 'em good ole boys

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Artist: big smo