This that been around a minute
This that out to distance crickets
This that Mickey Thompson back in 2010
The fenders bent to fit the billets
Midnight rider, puffin' green, sway in traffic
I got that John McClain tucked inside my waist elastic
Just in case the CEOs or radios start spazzin'
Tryna serve me up some static, no red lights, I do the dashin'
And the tag slide down when I hit the switch for magnets
(Who the, who the fuck is that?) Mr. 615 too live
'Cause I was born with Music City magic
My goal is cedar stain, fuck a platinum
Hold it down like oak tree by my cabin
Bought a crypt, I'm CMT, no TV show 'cause I ain't actin'
And my script is I ain't got a script my birth certificate keep me slappin'
Bitch, I run it, run it, run it, call me bad to the bone
Wish a motherfucker would set a foot on my throne
Better leave me alone (Woo), leave me alone
Wish these motherfuckers would, they been peckin' my bones
Bitch, I run it, run it, run it, call me bad to the bone
Wish a motherfucker would set a foot on my throne
Better leave me alone (Woo), leave me alone
Wish these motherfuckers would, they been peckin' my bones
Yeah, motherfuckers on the sideline wanna hop in our ride, tryna grab our keys
Never grew up on the Wifi 'cause the woods at night bark up cedar trees
That's a whole lot of weight if you ask me when I plant seeds
No Plan B, no panning out, to bounce 'em out
With all the caps with the endless sparks when I spread my wings
People hatin' and that's okay you know I did it right
Never breakin', slope the claim when I start the climb
Dedication is what it took to get my braggin' rights
Underdog season, bitch, you can't season with my bigger bite
Just an egg crack when I aim at your head action is all I need
When I swing back to release that, that's a bullseye when you follow my lead
Fill up the bowl and whip it out of control like a little kid grabbin' my leg to speak
So I turn around real quick, give 'em the backhand, you're not a child be a man to me
Bitch, I run it, run it, run it, call me bad to the bone
Wish a motherfucker would set a foot on my throne
Better leave me alone (Woo), leave me alone
Wish these motherfuckers would, they been peckin' my bones
Bitch, I run it, run it, run it, call me bad to the bone
Wish a motherfucker would set a foot on my throne
Better leave me alone (Woo), leave me alone
Wish these motherfuckers would, they been peckin' my bones
Yo Trae, get used to the bums hoppin' on your coat pretendin' they not
Gonna have to ditch the coat and run around with some jeans and nothin' but a white tee on
But me and you grew up like Benny the Jet, that's why we runnin' the sandlot
I mean look around dog and read these lyrics, this shit is way too sandbop
We got the heart, we got the soul, they wish nothin' for us but some blood clots
They think they country boy poppin' but can't show us what's a buck shot
Image lookin' like Petro truckstop, can't stand around silence, untwist whole plots
Are they gonna give us the pressure we grew of, drivin' too good in all these rough spots
Work ethic like robots, finna unplug 'em like Roblox
I'm a rollin' stone, still roll the block, top down, fuck you, smile on
I put on for my city, you put on for your city
Villain sound one and the same, a hard knock for them bitches (Church)
Bitch, I run it, run it, run it, call me bad to the bone
Wish a motherfucker would set a foot on my throne
Better leave me alone (Woo), leave me alone
Wish these motherfuckers would, they been peckin' my bones
Bitch, I run it, run it, run it, call me bad to the bone
Wish a motherfucker would set a foot on my throne
Better leave me alone (Woo), leave me alone
Wish these motherfuckers would, they been peckin' my bones
They tellin' me to slow it down but I ain't close quite yet
'Cause I'ma, we stiffen heights up on this roof I set
It's like I, been watchin' over everyone I upset
I guess that's my point of view, Church told me to flex
It's part of my heritage to make amends with no reply to flyin' high, to move like this
I'm a raptivist, I activate to switch the point, and switch the flow to turbulence
I'ma punch the pilot 'cause I'm flyin' private, don't need a signal when I talk my shit
Get ahead and and never hit ground, I'm about to blow up from a one light town
but I'm American, readin' Tarot cards and read up and 'scribe on Twitch
Terabytes with the rhythm I write when I ain't got computer chips
Call it penmanship when I be wavin' alone with my middle finger, sorry, I got a tick
Like a favorite 'cause this ship is and you feel like a slave to the paper
Bitch, I run it, run it, run it, call me bad to the bone
Wish a motherfucker would set a foot on my throne
Better leave me alone (Woo), leave me alone
Wish these motherfuckers would, they been peckin' my bones
Bitch, I run it, run it, run it, call me bad to the bone
Wish a motherfucker would set a foot on my throne
Better leave me alone (Woo), leave me alone
Wish these motherfuckers would, they been peckin' my bones
