Lyrics:
Alabama on the boombox, baby
'bout to get a little boondock crazy (let's go)
Big stars breaking out through the indigo
Chevy wind comin' in
laid his head on a newspaper
With a picture of Carmichael on the front page,
Posing with the little league baseball team,
And a seedy shot of Jed
of Carmichael on the front page,
Posing with the little league baseball team,
And a seedy shot of Jed on a motorcycle.
Grandpa died like a hero,
Fighting
and desires,
right here, right now,
in this little section.
I have been in showbusiness
for 10 years and every time
I have to go back on the stage
I have this
sleep g
My best friend done turned into my motherfucking enemy
19 years old gold fronts and a mean mug
I hooked up with my little cousin Jimmy
I spent a summer down south, working for the county, trying to save for school
I blew it all like a damn fool on women and beer
I didn't have
I spent a summer down south, working for the county, trying to save for school
I blew it all like a damn fool on women and beer
I didn't have
Ain't nobody can tell me no shit in it
Ballin my Jordan's like I'm in the League
I be ballin like I'm straight out the league
No these pussies can
and be the judge
My buddy had a Mazda, man, that'd thing fly
A little beer can RX-7, it's a wonder we didn't die
Burnin' up those mountain roads, chasin'
Let the BandPlay
I'm 'bout to spit some fast shit
(One time for the dirty boys)
Chatham County bitch!
(yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
grew up on whisky nights
Getting down, back seat, county lines
All jacked-up in my four-wheel-drive
Girl, can I get road hard? (Get wet!)
Big ol' wheels
ways to keep on swimming
From heaven by sinning
These lies lines lakes and leagues of women
These four and there are three more ways to keep on swimming
stand on yo tippy toes
I leave the front shii to the little niccas I done had to stop selling lows
Im on a four wheeler in the hills and im selling bags
This my second four today
So its hard to stay awake
My brother call me from the county he pretending slop a steak
I just pray he beat his case
We got
does he talk to himself on the beat
Cuz he is the goat
And yes I'm referring to me
Name someone else that's in my league
No
You ready, alright let's go
and ridin', sittin' on candy paint
Dressin' and finessin', lookin' like a blessin'
Makin' all the hoes faint, the Dogg
Four-fifteens with the Zap on my lap
what have you to take me to
If with you I should go
I have seven ships upon the sea
The eighth brought me to land
With four-and-twenty bold mariners
We on the honor roll
We in the league we on
Feel like we paved the way
We ain't really have a road
I like life on the road
Green light gotta go
I
Give 'em a little and they gone scream
Niggas so ugly they turn into memes
Bitch don't speak to me
You look at me no we not the same league
You is
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
Went out last night to take a little round.
I met my little Sadie and I brought her down.
I ran right home and I went to bed
With a forty-four
(what) it's been worth it
I'm a superstar, bought me a big ol' car
Four point Six (see the car?)
Black fifty four, from the front to the back
Got a button
miles cross the county line
There's a cute little chapel nestled down in the pines
Say you'll be mine little girl I'll put my foot to the floor
Give me
miles cross the county line
There's a cute little chapel nestled down in the pines
Say you'll be mine little girl I'll put my foot to the floor
Give me
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