Backroad badass

🤠🔥 “BACKROAD BADASS” — Hick Hop

Yeah, motherfucker, crank that shit up!

Backwoods blood, got that outlaw luck!

Country boy soul with a gangster flow,

Fuck what you think, let the whole world know!

I'm a backroad bastard, boots full of dirt,

Work my ass off, put in that work,

Big tires spinning, let the mud fly,

Middle fingers up to the haters talking shit on the side.

Got a bad-boy attitude, don't play no games,

Fuck fake friends, I ain't changing my ways,

808 banging, make the whole truck shake,

I'm a wild-ass motherfucker that you can't remake!

We're hell-raising, backroad crazy,

Country-ass rebels, ain't nobody gonna tame me!

Boots hit dirt while the bass drops low,

Hick hop motherfucker with a gangster flow!

Fuck what they say, we don't give a damn,

Raise that dust, let 'em know who I am!

Bonfire blazing, got the whole crew loud,

Badass country boys, make the whole damn crowd!

Friday night, got the bonfire lit,

Girls dancing wild while the bassline hits,

I've been through hell, still standing tall,

Fuck giving up, I'ma outwork 'em all!

Banjo picking with the 808 boom,

Kick that shit hard, shake the whole damn room,

From the dirt roads straight to the bright city lights,

I'm a country-born outlaw, built for this life!

We're hell-raising, backroad crazy,

Country-ass rebels, ain't nobody gonna tame me!

Fuck your rules, we were born to ride,

Hick hop banging with that outlaw pride!

BACKROAD BLOOD! GANGSTER FLOW!

Turn that motherfucker up and let the whole world know! 🔥 [Verse 3 — Hard Bass, Aggressive Flow]

I'm a no-shit-taking son of a gun,

Raised on hard times, still getting shit done,

Got dirt on my boots, got fire in my chest,

Fuck being average, I'm built different from the rest!

I don't talk big, I let my work speak,

Been a badass motherfucker since I was knee-high deep,

Let them haters run their mouths, I don't give a damn,

I'ma keep stacking that paper, be the man that I am!

Truck lifted high, got the mud tires spinning,

808s hitting like the whole world's ending,

Country boy wild with a hood-ass flow,

BORN A LITTLE REBEL, AND I'LL DIE THAT WAY, YO! 🤠🔥 [Verse 4 — Beat Drops HARD 🔥]

I'm a damn dirt-road demon, got a rebel-ass soul,

Middle finger to the world, I'm in full control,

Worked my ass off, ain't shit handed down,

Now I roll through the sticks making bass shake the ground!

Fuck fake love, fuck snakes, fuck lies,

I see straight through that bullshit in your eyes,

Got a wild-ass heart that you can't break,

I'm a hell-raising outlaw, ain't nobody gonna change!

Mud on the truck, got the whole crew deep,

Turn that shit up, make the damn ground creep,

From the backwoods hills to the Arizona heat,

HICK HOP MOTHERFUCKER, BRING THE BASS AND THE BEAT! 🤠💥