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In Banbridge Town in the County Down
One morning last July,
From a boreen green came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by.
She looked

can't replace the Clout King
Location, I be straight in any county
Fake shit, keep that shit from 'round me
Straight simp, she can't live without me
Your

county (Prayin' they don't put me in that)
(In that county, yeah)
Woah, why do all my haters worry 'bout me? (Yeah)
Know I keep a couple real ones 'round

I've been to plenty counties, I've never seen your face
I've been told that you've been thinking that it's too late
If I travel to Galway, would I

BcRNEY HcRE                                 
         
Ch. I'M BcRNEY HcRE FROM THE COUNTY CLcRE,
      IN IRELcND I WcS BORN-O
      I PUT ON ME

Goodbye Island County
Disappearing in my rearview
cll I see, yeah 
cre the stars above the bridge behind me

Goodbye Island County
Disappearing in my

where I started
God's timing
My patience
Drika Will

Broward County we live
And no this ain't the 305
But they could slide too
954 what it do
And 754

Way down in Seminole county
Where the little river bends back north
You don't wander out at night
And folks don't sit out on their porch

You head

the Chevy
Ninety-five to Broward county Make a movie Like Belle
Niggas clutching steel, the way I roll with The Weapon,
Twin Glocks twenty-three how ah nigga

It's Rashad and I'm back, got no money
Oh, it's Rashad, I'm that broke nigga, I got that EBT card in the pocket
I'm out stuntin' down Fiji County

I'm too fly, get the fuck from around me
Stacking this money, and duckin the county
Watch the swerve, watch the play
We tryna stack this shit up by

In Banbridge Town in the County Down
One morning last July,
From a boreen green came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by.

She looked

County's gone to Hell, Ma
cin't no living here these days
Sure there's jobs but I remember
How sweet that water used to taste

The ghost of Howard's in

again on another night
Wish someone had warned me
That the world was gonna fuck me up
Worse than a goth girl from PG County
Wish someone had warned me

County
Trailer parks and hoods
But we love them woods
I ain't ashamed I'm from Backwood Baker County
Anytime of year
You can find us here

I got on Highway

this time
Get out of here
Wha
What , what happened ?


I remember being locked in a cell / 
50 weeks in the Orange County jail / 

I mean 51 but who's

I don't play with niggas, keep that shit from round me
I'm a Grady baby, 303 that's Fulton County
I don't play with niggas, keep that shit from
round

Church let the BandPlay, let the BandPlay
Let the BandPlay
Cheatham County, Cheatham County

Who who who the fuck am I
I'm the king of the hick shit

In the spring of my twentieth (twenny-et) year the rebels they came to County Clare their eyes they burned wi' honor and pride their words they

Aye
Mmm, hmmm, mmm
Ah
Mmm, yeah

Only bad bitches could surround me
(Ye)
I got one in every county
(Ye, ye)
Don't waste my time, I got my own shit

This is a Song about Bruno's Children
It's a story about Power Abuse
This is a story about Hometown City Hall
They didn't speak the truth

County man

bandits both have fleas
Doin' time county vacation

Dreamin' of wave facing casa
Where we should've waited to drink
Tequila sunrise at Pauline's
Sunsets in

to my woods boy and hop off in these sticks

We got clips, we got guns
Drive them tires off in this mud
I'm from backwoods Cheatham County boy
Them

Bitch I'm
Ten toes down
It's all I fuckin know
Word to my childhood
Days up on county line
Road we gone have it on swole
Bitch I'm Ten toes down
It's