Lyrics:
Girl you know I love it when you shake it like that
It ain’t the moonlit sky Nah
It's this Jacked-up Hanked-up hillbilly crowd
That makes me feel alive
We don't give a fuck, if we get it stuck
Got all these southern belles in the back of my truck
Got a new lift, so you know we jacked it up
Take it
you smell it comin'
I drive a big old truck
Jacked all the way up
With a pair of big nuts
Swingin' from the backside
Burnin' your back dry cigarillo
(I'm jacked in)
There's a message waiting for me
Command line on a black screen
Painkillers
Leftover Chinese
My fingers dancing across the keys
False
tires
Jacked up trucks
Stupid radio songs bout falling in love
We drink beer
We play rough
For the sterotype, just check all of the above
PBR, Busch,
niggas ain't shootin', you just trigger happy
Get jacked, and killed, just like your daddy
Got dead bodies smellin' all in the attic
These niggas know I
wack
I want 10 (10)
While I hit you wit’ that Mac
I don’t smoke no more but if I did
I’ma get up on that black
I’m fuckin’ jacked (Jacked)
Got them opps
vibe
Opps gon' slide only got me one life I was given
That's why the Nine stay by my side
Body all buzzing tryna hide my loving
But you got me jacked up
mules with an N on the side, like I got no strings here attached
Going London to Paris in 20, I'm thinking my sleep will be jacked
Best believe that I'm
So I'm calling all the shots
I feel so numb like an autobot
Courage something that I don't got
Since my heart got jacked
In the parking lot
In
The tailgate down on a jacked up truck
A ring we earned 'cause we owned that state
A tombstone with my daddy's name
Now, the six string dream on a crazy
comin'
I drive a big old truck
Jacked all the way up
With a pair of big nuts
Swingin' from the backside
Burnin' your back dry cigarillo baptized
Sippin'
your Avengers, if I want it, I'ma take it
Jacked Iron Man for his suit and left him Stark naked
See, I'm a kleptomaniac, the Prowler I confess
I got
Got a pocket full of crack? (Welcome to the hood)
Lost your money shootin' craps? (Welcome to the hood)
Have you ever been car jacked? (Welcome
Handbag punk
Spunk
Spunk
Spunk
Punk
Point your erection in my direction
Handbag punk
Point your erection in my direction
Handbag punk
Jacked Ripped Shredded
Punk
Punk Punk Punk Punk
Jacked Ripped Shredded Cut Six Pack Eight Pack Horny Hunk
Jacked Ripped Shredded Cut Six Pack Eight Pack Horny Hunk
Jacked
on the avenue
Is my go
And I don't
Ever settle never get too comfortable
Or get jacked
Gotta get tactical
Gotta get magical
Gotta shake trees
Gotta throw threes
Nigga I got them real piece
Sellin' dope right out the pot
Got them jacked and real geeked
Hit the club we real deep
Solo Berry, he a beast, candy
Like a high jacked plane,
Or a runaway train,
Or a speeding bullet,
There's no stopping this!
I left my heart in Metropolis!
A thousand miles feels like
respect
But the OPD, found it hard to accept
I got jacked by the Task and jacked by the Vice
Face down on the ground keep my hands in sight
Put
Rod
Motherfucker jacked me up, rollin' 'round bumping
'Cause music's too loud, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, this is P-O to the G-O
Motherfuckin'
koozie in her hand
Circle up them jacked up toys
The buzz is just right, it's a Saturday night
Turn it up, let's make some noise
Crackin' cold ones
blood hound in the back of a jacked up ford
They say the water
Is cherry wine
And all them women
Drunk all the time
Sheriff Jackson
Went out
what we do in back of the lac
I'm like I'm up all for that, and every night her body gets jacked how bout
That
Gangstaa
G-Gangsta,
Gangsta
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