LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeHuck Fosier
This is not a songThis is not even a fucking warningI'm coming for all you mother fuckersIf you diss me, I'm coming to your front door there will be no reply[Verse]Le, le, le,Let me make this crystal clearThis country rap aint shit to hearY'all aint moved an inch in yearsStuck in the mud shiftin' gearsYou must write your raps with crayonsHosier's got like a dozen fansKnown for fucking his cousin andTalkin' shit but won't throw handsYou aint a man, you a bitch rightYou buddy up then you switch sidesCan't get nowhere so you dick rideThat's straight up, midnight[Chorus]Don't get me wrong tryin to put a songBut have of y'all can't write a songThe other half is doin shit, they build it up and you ruin itIt's time to man up, no more bitch[Verse]Why you on stage grabbin your dickTalkin' about the beers you drinking braggin about the cans you dipYou so cammo I can't see you this ammo make yo ass see throughTalk tough get fucked tossed, In the trunk then take that punk til I see youOnce a hillbilly get killed really, I fuck with 'ol boy Chicken WillyIt's summer time body still chillyCan't touch ya boy but you still feel meI choke a hater with Copenhagen, dope as fuck, no mistakenAs far as hick-hop I hit the top, whether or not that shit's vacant[Bridge]Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold upThis is who the fuck is Just In TimeThis is Redneck Rave Shit motherfuckersWhatchall think I wasn't going to get on here and talk my shitY'all sadly mother fuckin mistaken, now check this outY'all mother fuckers wanna talk aboutY'all gonna piss on somebody's bootsI got 17 mother fuckin reasons why you aint gonna step bitch[Chorus]You got a motha fuckin problem,When you see me, Make sure your ass hop out the mutha fuckin truck bitch, LET'S GO![Verse]You, you, you thought I was done, no, n-n-n-noArmed to the teeth in a no gun zoneGot an army with meQuit talking to me like, lights on upstairs but nobody's homeNobody's on shit, just fight me, nobody wants it, unlikelyGet stomped out by redwing bootsWe don't do soft shit 'round her, fuck NikeYou won't pull it, shot gun bullets, wreck ya whole bodyAll I hear is a lotta bullshit, you aint nobodyWho's gonna check me, I'm waitinPlease don't test me, my patienceRunning out don't run ya mouth, this gun I got aint go no safety[Outro]Lord have mercy, I mean that, If I react it means HearsesBunch of virgins, I can't fuck with these bitches weak ass verseThis is curtains, show's overNot for me but for those or you who oppose the factI just showed ya that the game is over
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