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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This is not a song
This is not even a fucking warning
I'm coming for all you mother fuckers
If you diss me, I'm coming to your front door there will be no reply
[Verse]
Le, le, le,
Let me make this crystal clear
This country rap aint shit to hear
Y'all aint moved an inch in years
Stuck in the mud shiftin' gears
You must write your raps with crayons
Hosier's got like a dozen fans
Known for fucking his cousin and
Talkin' shit but won't throw hands
You aint a man, you a bitch right
You buddy up then you switch sides
Can't get nowhere so you dick ride
That's straight up, midnight
[Chorus]
Don't get me wrong tryin to put a song
But have of y'all can't write a song
The other half is doin shit, they build it up and you ruin it
It's time to man up, no more bitch
[Verse]
Why you on stage grabbin your dick
Talkin' about the beers you drinking braggin about the cans you dip
You so cammo I can't see you this ammo make yo ass see through
Talk tough get fucked tossed, In the trunk then take that punk til I see you
Once a hillbilly get killed really, I fuck with 'ol boy Chicken Willy
It's summer time body still chilly
Can't touch ya boy but you still feel me
I choke a hater with Copenhagen, dope as fuck, no mistaken
As far as hick-hop I hit the top, whether or not that shit's vacant
[Bridge]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
This is who the fuck is Just In Time
This is Redneck Rave Shit motherfuckers
Whatchall think I wasn't going to get on here and talk my shit
Y'all sadly mother fuckin mistaken, now check this out
Y'all mother fuckers wanna talk about
Y'all gonna piss on somebody's boots
I 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-no
Armed to the teeth in a no gun zone
Got an army with me
Quit talking to me like, lights on upstairs but nobody's home
Nobody's on shit, just fight me, nobody wants it, unlikely
Get stomped out by redwing boots
We don't do soft shit 'round her, fuck Nike
You won't pull it, shot gun bullets, wreck ya whole body
All I hear is a lotta bullshit, you aint nobody
Who's gonna check me, I'm waitin
Please don't test me, my patience
Running 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 Hearses
Bunch of virgins, I can't fuck with these bitches weak ass verse
This is curtains, show's over
Not for me but for those or you who oppose the fact
I just showed ya that the game is over
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