🎸🔥 “RAISED A LITTLE WILD”
[Intro — Spoken]
Yeah, yeah, turn that motherfucker up!
Got a little country, got a little hood,
Raised on hard times, misunderstood.
Boots in the dirt, got that bass in the trunk,
We ain't come to play, motherfucker, what's up?!
[Hook — Hard-Hitting Beat]
I'm a bad motherfucker with a backroad soul,
Big-ass bass when I'm riding that road.
Country boy swagger with a hip-hop flow,
Middle fingers up, let the whole world know!
We don't give a fuck, we ain't changing our ways,
Raise a little hell, set the whole night ablaze.
From the dirt to the lights, let the speakers explode,
Hick hop, hip hop, motherfucker, let's go!
[Verse 1]
Got mud on my boots, got dust on my jeans,
Living life my way, chasing big-ass dreams.
I ain't no damn saint, never claimed to be,
Got a wild-ass heart and a mind set free.
I work my ass off, yeah, I grind all day,
Then I hit that backroad, let the bassline play.
All that talking shit, man, I'm sick of the noise,
I'm a country-raised rebel with a hell of a voice!
[Hook — Beat Drops]
I'm a bad motherfucker with a backroad soul,
Big-ass bass when I'm riding that road.
Country boy swagger with a hip-hop flow,
Middle fingers up, let the whole world know!
We don't give a fuck, we ain't changing our ways,
Raise a little hell, set the whole night ablaze.
From the dirt to the lights, let the speakers explode,
Hick hop, hip hop, motherfucker, let's go!
[Verse 2 — Faster Flow]
Kick drum knocking, got the whole ground shaking,
Booty girls dancing, got the whole bar quaking.
Tailgate down and the moon up high,
Throw your damn hands up if you're living that life!
I came from the bottom, had to fight for my place,
Got a little bit of country with a hood-ass taste.
You can run your damn mouth, you can talk that smack,
But I built my own lane and I ain't turning back!
[Outro — Crowd Chant]
WHO'S READY TO RAISE SOME HELL?!
(WE ARE!)
WHO CAME TO GET WILD?!
(WE DID!)
Turn that bass up, let them backroads roll!
Verse 3
I ain't built like them boys, got a different damn breed,
Got dirt on my hands and that fire in me.
Raised in the struggle, had to earn my respect,
I'm a hard-headed bastard they ain't figured out yet.
Got the bass turned up, make the whole damn truck shake,
I'm a wild-ass outlaw, ain't a damn thing fake.
Talk shit all you want, I ain't losing no sleep,
I'm the wolf in the woods, I'm the king of the streets.
Got country in my blood, got that hood in my veins,
Turn my hard-ass life into gasoline flames.
I don't follow no crowd, I don't do what I'm told,
Got a heart made of fire and a soul made of gold.
So crank that motherfucker till the speakers blow,
Let the whole damn county know we're running the show!
From the backwoods dirt to the concrete roads,
I'm a redneck rebel with a hip-hop soul!
I'm a backroad menace, got a chip on my shoulder,
Getting more badass as the damn world gets colder.