Yeah, I’m throwed off,
It ain’t about the money
I’ma blow it all
I made my own lane
Let’s roll! Let’s roll!
Yeah, I’m going off
Ain’t got a whole lot
But I’ma show it off
Better recognize game
Let’s roll! Let’s roll!

[Verse 1]
Yeah, now let me [bad word] you to my small town
Big [bad word] in the yard, big bucks on the wall
Country folks all around
How I was raised, 808 [bad word] quake and they shake that Box ‘88
And the dope boys’ hotter than [bad word] s gate, but I,
Still in the shade, with a fold out chair and a 30 pack on the back of that tailgate
A-L-A–B-A-M-A,
I’m off, I might pee in a lake
I might go to Talladega and see me a race
And bring me a case
Yeah, I’m bringing a case, I’m getting throwed off

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
And I’m all the way throwed off
Z-71 take the bow off
Dipped in mossy oak with a mullet Mohawk
With a bright orange hat and a bat underneath that Chevy seat
Yea buddy might go off, split you like a bowling ball
Spit to you in my overalls
Home of the Gummo
Gotta couple a' folks that'll do it to you for the hundo
And when them elephant [bad word] That Dixie cups gonna fall out of the console
You don't wanna have a convo
And not understand that ‘Bama slanguage like
"Holler" and "ain’t it", but [bad word] to paint
So you won’t get throwed off

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I’m just a kid that rocks
I’m just a boy with a dream
That bet it all with the last bill that I had hid in my socks
Used to keep a 22 in a shoe box
Now I bang Beretta
She’s twenty-two but I keep her in a tube top
White trash and all
Take us all the way to the top and then laugh it off like
How the [bad word] did I get a catalog
With more hits than a [bad word]  jack hammer dog
Cause I planned it all
Crimson Tide standing tall [bad word]  I’m another lit cannon ball [bad word] around and I’m goin’ off and I’m getting throwed off