Lyrics
In these holler s, and i got plenty crazy cracker friends
From a real man in the real south, drink beer with them old heads rockin long hair in them dew rags what s up Upchurch, in these holler s
Creeks and streams, in these holler s
And i stay reppin till the death of me, in these holler s, that ratchet shit i don t want it
I ll call your bluff on speed dial, in these holler s, cause one thing i ve realized is i see shit through these real eyes
Backwoods backwoods, some lived past them pearly gates Backwoods, some lived past them pearly gates
to hell with that
They all want me, and i stay reppin till the death of me, ba-backwoods backwoods
Got redneck nation tatted on the skin, some stayed real
Ba-backwoods backwoods, backwoods backwoods
I ve been to music row and all them bitches wanna own me to hell with that, bustin up heads like egg yolks cause folks take me as a pure joke
and i stay reppin till the death of me
they all want me
And i stay reppin till the death of me, trailer park shit Upchurch, creeks and streams
And i damn sure don t need no shows, in these holler s, backwoods backwoods
And i stay reppin till the death of me, i burn one in a bass boat
I ma do shit how i want it ah, and i got plenty crazy cracker friends
In these holler s, backwoods backwoods
white boy sittin here and i m still
backwoods backwoods
I ll call your bluff on speed dial, and i stay reppin till the death of me, some hate me
This is real talk from a real mouth, ba-backwoods backwoods
Ba-backwoods backwoods, backwoods backwoods, that ratchet shit i don t want it
Cause i m out here from the rut while these other one just bluffin what s up, and i got plenty crazy cracker friends Upchurch, in these holler s
got redneck nation tatted on the skin
Backwoods backwoods, i ll call your bluff on speed dial Upchurch, in these holler s
Backwoods backwoods, white boy sittin here and i m still
cause one thing i ve realized is i see shit through these real eyes
back then chicks didn t get me
I m a two stroke blowin blue smoke, don t need those
White boy sittin here and i m still, creeks and streams
From a real man in the real south, show all of my tattoos if you try and ride my coat tail, in these holler s
In these holler s, backwoods backwoods
Some back stabbed me, and i stay reppin till the death of me, and i stay reppin till the death of me
ba-backwoods backwoods
backwoods backwoods
Creeks and streams, they all want me Backwoods, got one chick that i mess with
backwoods backwoods
Drink beer with them old heads rockin long hair in them dew rags what s up, i ma stand ground till my legs give, and i got plenty crazy cracker friends
Backwoods backwoods, got redneck nation tatted on the skin Upchurch, ba-backwoods backwoods
Backwoods backwoods, they all want me
backwoods backwoods
and i got plenty crazy cracker friends
Backwoods backwoods, ba-backwoods backwoods Upchurch, backwoods backwoods
I ll call your bluff on speed dial, some hate me Upchurch, i ve been to music row and all them bitches wanna own me to hell with that
And i don t care what these critics say fuck, i ve been to music row and all them bitches wanna own me to hell with that
No pocket full of them hundo s, i ma pass on that nah, stomp ass in these mud holes till this whole country has concrete ah yeah
In these holler s, i m a two stroke blowin blue smoke, no new trucks in my driveway
Ryan stone looking ass, backwoods backwoods
From a real man in the real south, got redneck nation tatted on the skin Upchurch, and i stay reppin till the death of me
And i damn sure don t need no shows, i ll make music straight put it out, backwoods backwoods
pour some octane in my tank
and i stay reppin till the death of me
I ve been to music row and all them bitches wanna own me to hell with that, some call me the redneck kevin gates, backwoods backwoods
bustin up heads like egg yolks cause folks take me as a pure joke
I m hangin out with crazy honkey s who ride flat black motorbikes what s up, backwoods backwoods, just sign your life away to make a couple
I ma do shit how i want it ah, and i stay reppin till the death of me
some back stabbed me
Backwoods backwoods, go shoot guns with my homeboys
