How you takin' off? On a bitch How you comin' down? On a bitch How you hoppin' in? How you pullin' off? How you pullin' up, jumpin' out? On a bitch Unleash Sleepy's theme, on a bitch So fresh, mo clean, on a bitch Country as a pair of cut-off blue jeans on the biggest booty ever seen This life thang, it ain't easy, nah, it's difficult You did a lot, if you still breathin' means you ain't did enough Keep fallin' down, keep gettin' up Motherfucker kill you over fifty bucks, wow Sometimes it's principle, whether not it's sensible Sometimes it's incomprehensible And even when the money is plentiful Happiness, and the sane thinkin' is still minimal, shit But I'm my own general in general, standin' on the talk that I'm talkin' big minerals Nowhere near invincible, dear Lord, please protect me from frenemies and fentanyls, uh Redneck work ethic, lotto winner check Y'all don't let me forget to flex I love it when she gag on it, all up in her neck L'm ballin' and my balls are gettin' wet Causes and effects It's Bubba, bae, don't play Every day I eat Chick-fil-A, okay You lookin' for a way in, you in the way And I really ain't a fan of MMA, my bad Fuck liberals and conservatives, it's gotta be a better alternative Bein' real's still real, I don't give a damn where it is Whether it's some rural or some urban biz, on a bitch Bubba, how you takin' off? On a bitch Bubba, how you comin' down? On a bitch Bubba, how you hoppin' in? How you pullin' off? How you pullin' up, jumpin' out? On a bitch Unleash Sleepy's theme, on a bitch So fresh, mo clean, on a bitch Country as a pair of cut-off blue jeans on the biggest booty ever seen, on a bitch We out here on it like you supposed to be on it When you want it and it feels good, don't it? On a bitch We out here on it like you supposed to be on it When you want it and it feels good, don't it? On a bitch Aw, yeah Made it evident I ain't gonna listen Hit my first lick, then they kept hittin' Young boy raised in the grit All my role models in and out of prison (Locked up) I'm in a five-point-oh, key in the ignition Only sixteen, road trippin' (Skrrt) Goin' back and forth to Bowling Green ([?] money) I'm hittin' home runs like Griffey Gold on my neck like Fort Knox (Fort Knox) I walk in and the show stops (Cut it) Haters get so mad (Why?) Ain't gotta say much and they gon' flock (On a bitch) Jealousy is always my opponent (My opponent) Real men don't condone it (Aw nah) I don't hate, that's a female trait Real men ain't on it (Ain't on it) My whole life, I ain't ever switch That's the first rule in the trench (Number one) Trouble come my way, I ain't gon' flinch I stay ten toes down on a bitch 'Bout to get loud on a bitch Country and wild on a bitch Never been mild on a bitch Yo' girl 'round me, I go to town real quick (Real quick, on a bitch) Bubba, how you takin' off? On a bitch Bubba, how you comin' down? On a bitch Bubba, how you hoppin' in? How you pullin' off? How you pullin' up, jumpin' out? On a bitch Unleash Sleepy's theme, on a bitch So fresh, mo clean, on a bitch Country as a pair of cut-off blue jeans on the biggest booty ever seen, on a bitch We out here on it like you supposed to be on it When you want it and it feels good, don't it? On a bitch We out here on it like you supposed to be on it When you want it and it feels good, don't it? On a bitch This white thang, be amazin' Sank my teeth in, know ya got bit Jam jump in with that click-clack Got my old click back 'Bout to run game on aa bitch Better get back, I don't know how the thang went Just did that and this what is Gotta whole stack, blew through, don't know how to act Guarantee I ain't blow it on a bitch Well, shit, maybe I did I's a lil' drunk and you know I got lit, lit Know I throw fists when I hit shit comin' off the bench Up the bat, I'ma swing for the fences And I be defenseless when it comes the fuckin' me up 'Cause I been in the way like a truck in the mud Four low and I still be stuck in a rut Push work, ain't scared, we can roll in the dirt .44 stay ready to bust Cousin Eddie and worse Machiavellian bringin' the hurt Gotta purdy 'un, makin' her squirt Get her down like a cake in the oven Gutter south shit, skinnin' a buck Chopper studder like chicken, duh, uh The boogie jam man choppin' it up And you can figure this much Jumpin' in if you fuck with my brother Got the rachet and I'm bustin' a nut, on a bitch Bubba, how you takin' off? On a bitch Bubba, how you comin' down? On a bitch Bubba, how you hoppin' in? How you pullin' off? How you pullin' up, jumpin' out? On a bitch Unleash Sleepy's theme, on a bitch So fresh, mo clean, on a bitch Country as a pair of cut-off blue jeans on the biggest booty ever seen, on a bitch We out here on it like you supposed to be on it When you want it and it feels good, don't it? On a bitch We out here on it like you supposed to be on it When you want it and it feels good, don't it? On a bitch Yeah, I remember when they used to laugh at my country ass when I tried to rap Said that I should give it up, that it ain't my cup of tea (Haha), but givin' up ain't me Nah, so I stayed in the game, and I got my fifteen minutes of fame With a hundred million views on a bitch, paid my motherfuckin' dues on a bitch And now I feel so fly like a chopper, I try to solve problems, kinda like a doppler Radar if you didn't know, I just figured l'd break it down if you too slow Still the same ol' redneck, but the bread ain't dirty, gotta clean paycheck And I'd be willin' to bet that some of y'all folks said D. Thrash ain't shit Always some haters out there, callin' me a tractor rapper (And I don't care) Country plus rap is crap, wow, do you feel better now? Well, whatever floats your boat, they call me an OG like a totem pole And I be rollin' coal, in a black Duramax and disappear fast like the stolen votes On a bitch