I pull up in a Bentley truck (Bentley truck)
I just go and say what's up (Yeah what's up)
I might have to pull up on you in my old tractor
Riding down the old road, feeling like an actor
I got the straw in my mouth
Straight from the Deep South
Riding on the horses we keep that shit all around
Movin bricks like money
My family always funny
Working in the crops all day that shit sometimes get funny
Now I'm rocking in a rocking hair I'm sipping on a beer
You know we just close to family I see them all year
And I'm living in the hills with the grass no fear
Ima pull out my shotgun go hunting might kill a deer
Why you looking at me, with my cowboy hat
Get right to the green like it's this or that
Small town yeah we know each other join the chat
Spent about 60K on a gun rack
I got hella lot of horses
Pull up with some porches
Got so many animals I pull up with the forces
Check up in my safe
From scratch I just create
And I've been making money tryna put food on my plate
So when I'm riding down the road you better say hello
Working on the crops I really need this shit to grow
I make my own money I ain't never need to owe
Country boy with Gucci, I flex what I must show