Hood

Lyrics

[Intro] Mic check, one, two, one, two I'ma get me a cowboy hat with this one Colt, let's go [Verse 1] I was seventeen with a bag of green I bought off a dude named Andre (Uh-huh) I'd roll it up and roll outta town Rocking anything from Wu-Tang to Conway (Y'all know what this is) Air Force Ones, alligator boots (Uh; yes, sir) Hell, you coulda found me in either of the two (Nah; either one) Just a colorblind kid caught somewhere in the middle I don't discriminate, hell [Chorus] I'm a little bit redneck, mother (Oh yeah) Little bit six-piece swimming in hot sauce Little bit y'all, little bit brother (Woo) Little bit of wintergreen, little bit of menthol A little Tennessee (Tennessee) with some Hennessy (Hennessy) Call me Mr. Misunderstood With a toolbox shotgun (Shotgun, yeah) and a chrome piece Underneath the truck seat Little bit country, little bit hood [Post-Chorus] You hear that? I mean You hear that? Come on [Verse 2] Now if you ask me, as far as I can see Ain't no wrong side of the railroad (Nope) I'm Chris LeDoux, I'm delta blues I'm sticking to my roots like Velcro Bending them strings (Yeah), dropping that bass (Uh) Spitting them bars (Yeah), here's a little taste Motherfucker, I'm that hood Smoking that backwoods like a fiddle I'm Jay-Z mixed with some Hank III (Woo) [Chorus] Plus a little bit redneck, mother (Oh yeah, uh) Little bit six-piece swimming in hot sauce (Woo) Little bit y'all, little bit brother (Yes, sir) Little bit of wintergreen, little bit of menthol A little Tennessee (Tennessee) with some Hennessy Call me Mr. Misunderstood (Yeah-yeah) With a toolbox shotgun (Yeah) and a chrome piece Underneath the truck seat Little bit country, little bit hood (Ladies and gentlemen, Kevin Gates) [Verse 3] Campfire coffee in the Razor, I been mud sliding Wide body kitty Can-Am (Yeah) with the mud tires (Uh-huh) Lift with the light strip (Yeah), automatic wrench (Uh-huh) I got camels and alpacas eating hay behind the fence (Come on) Dwarf goats more than ten exotic egg-laying hens Exotic Bullies, fluffy Frenchies that a little look like twins (Yeah) I can get you what you want, just tell what you tryna spend (What you tryna spend) Got a blueberry farm by the crate, by the box If I feel like going fishing, then my lake fully stocked (Talk to 'em) Private chef, I just ate, I don't play, I go hard Got a helicopter pad that I use as a garage (Damn) I don't discriminate, hell [Chorus] I'm a little bit redneck, mother (Yeah) Little bit six-piece swimming in hot sauce Little bit y'all, little bit brother (Uh-huh, woo) Little bit of wintergreen, little bit of menthol A little Tennessee with some Hennessy Call me Mr. Misunderstood (Oh yeah) With a toolbox shotgun (Uh) and a chrome piece (Uh) Underneath the truck seat Little bit country, little bit hood [Outro] Let it breathe, uh Uh, little bit country, little bit hood Let it breathe (Yeah, uh, uh) Little bit country, little bit hood