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Bitch swerve like a deer standin' on them yellow lines Miss me like you're shootin' but you want no one to die Say what? I can't hear you, I'm too busy, you're too quiet Tell these pussy ass honkeys I don't care 'bout what they got 'Cause I'm too busy, I stay busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy 'Cause I'm too busy, I stay busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy 'Cause I'm too busy, I stay busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy Creek squad, self made, good enough to pass emissions Hey, fuck what anybody got to say I came up from that trailer life and bought a fuckin' Gatlinburg estate Now I wake up on vaca', my nearest neighbor a mile away My weed got me miles away, my lungs, yeah they stay haulin' a I got gas in the truck, I got weed in a blunt All my broke friends who grew up with me ride around in what they want 'Cause we walked a couple thousand miles and never stabbed each other's back All my real friends fit inside a coupe Deville Cadillac Shout out Moffat, shout out Snooze, shout out Stump, shout out Grey Pegram, Kingston, PV, these swamps and hollars, yeah you heard me I am what you see, nothin' more than dirt inside the lies Huckleberry Church, I be divin' in the lonely pines Bitch swerve like a deer standin' on them yellow lines Miss me like you're shootin' but you want no one to die Say what? I can't hear you, I'm too busy, you're too quiet Tell these pussy ass honkeys I don't care 'bout what they got Letras de canciones'Cause I'm too busy, I stay busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy 'Cause I'm too busy, I stay busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy 'Cause I'm too busy, I stay busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy Creek squad, self made, good enough to pass emissions (Creek-creek-creek-creek-creek squad, uh) Swervin' in the Buick like somebody's papaw Wacky tabacay, back it up with my overalls Black and yellow, black and yellow, yeah two tone smooth, but for y'all like fuckin' Dewalt I don't wana play no giggity ga-games, little bitty lame fame Me and you and [?] man I be givin' the middle finger to any and everybody who want to come seesaw when I [?] this rap game I'm the shit motherfucker when it's down when it's winter time Moon roof in my truck, I stay howlin' when I'm passin' by Flames from out the pipes, slidin' by like I'm Crash Bandicoot Dropped out of school and now our heartbeat [?] with fuckin' dirty boots Like hey, fuck the CMA's, hey, fuck the Telemundo Don't acknowledge who you are or who's important at you're household I'm dirty dirty baby, to Hollywood don't exist And I'll be in the country baby, bumpin' ballin' like a bitch Bitch swerve like a deer standin' on them yellow lines Miss me like you're shootin' but you want no one to die Say what? I can't hear you, I'm too busy, you're too quiet Tell these pussy ass honkeys I don't care 'bout what they got 'Cause I'm too busy, I stay busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy 'Cause I'm too busy, I stay busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy 'Cause I'm too busy, I stay busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy Creek squad, self made, good enough to pass emissions From Letras Mania