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Wait for me to
Wait for me to fall off, you'll be standin' in a coffin
If anybody says they gave me an L they be sleep talkin'
I could be asleep and walk in river water drip droppin'
Filter on acrylic ears like fuzzy filters on a walkman

Yeah, back road classics since my debut track list
Had that Tahoe smokin' since my Rollin' Stoned hit
Dirty boys, that is us, on the game like ticks
Best check, high and low, like a creek bank bitch

All my horses in the front yard, hit the switch to turn the key on
You might see a Bronco be in the pond made a trail, no lane to be a
Leap frog, where to? Back forth, but me
Off course, stuck though, my choice

And I don't mean drugs like salt, two slugs
Too slow, dried up, red carpet, old rug
And I'm gon' wipe cow shit on the entrance
No bonfire for these celebs, they might melt like plastic at a close distance

If you got a Bic pen with no interest
You're pretty much a photo op like some planned Polaroid pictures
I stay literature, when I split the word, to get the curb
Wirin' up a system to help get me heard

So sit and learn, slanguage arts has hit the 'burbs
I'm the shit in the studio, don't slip on turd
We ain't gonna click if your rhythm ain't with the curve
I'm possum dodgin' smokin' pot lookin' at pothole swerve

Ay, fuck it, I ain't worried 'bout the police when I'm cruisin' (nope)
Hellcat ain't no thing my dusty boots gon' lose 'em (whoo)
Drivin' skill be somethin' action movies dupin' (skrrt-skrrt)
So many lanes, Bo and Luke couldn't even do it

All these country stars be actin' like some groupies
Instagramin' like they're divas out here tryna get some smooches
Yuck, you ain't no Hank Williams Sr. 'cause you suited
Dreams hollow 'cause you ain't seein' 'em lucid

Shot through the heart and the arrow not from Cupid
Music City leave you deaf like you've been jammin' to Q-Tips
Blue notes, blue music, but where the blueprint?
All I'm seein' is a CMT 2 skit
Luke Combs' eyes so close, one punch look like two fists
Morgan Wallen ratatouille "You Proof" ridin' in that V6

Ay, fuck it, I ain't worried 'bout the police when I'm cruisin' (hell nah)
Hellcat ain't no thing my dusty boots gon' lose 'em (whoo)
Drivin' skill be somethin' action movies dupin' (skrrt)
So many lanes, Bo and Luke couldn't even do it

Ay, fuck it, I ain't worried 'bout the police when I'm cruisin' (nope)
Hellcat ain't no thing my dusty boots gon' lose 'em (gon' lose 'em)
Drivin' skill be somethin' action movies dupin' (skrtt-skrtt)
So many lanes, Bo and Luke couldn't even do it

KalaniOnDaBeat motherfucker