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Boutta go in

Perfect

Prepare for doomsday

 

Way down south, but I ain't from Atlanta

Any Confederate flags, I'mma replace they banners

Imma punch 'em in they face and steal they mountain dew

They takin' down war statues, and the old fountain's new

Union dixie, better use my inning pretty carefully

So I don't use my kicking 'cause I'mma steel they beer

And all they farmland, hammerbar mustache, Imma go far, damn

Way down south, but I ain't from Nashville

Havin' dreams of these people tryna catch krill

It ain't happenin', like when they drop they picks through they guitars

A lot of country boys to pick if I even got far

Way down south but I ain't from Florida

I'm from NJ, I know I got more of 'em

Most of they rappers is country singers

So stop pretending you pull triggers