Lyrics

[Intro: Demun Jones and Long Cut] Demun Jones, I'd like to introduce you to my extended family. They go by the name Long Cut. Long Cut! Welcome to Rahhh Records. Champ is here [Verse 1: Bryan Thomas] You can tell by the color of my flag Snap to the top, it's a southern made swag When I get it I'ma stack it all up in the back Done tightened up the game, wenched in all the slack Aim high, let it bang, with the rimmies send me pro Can't see me makin' gold from my pennies Many ho's go silly in the Chevy when I ride Y'all haters gonna kill me 'cause I'm out here gettin' mine (Come on) Surprised when you see me with the steel team Buttoned up smoke just leakin' out the grill Mud slingin' on the backside of Moody Hill Dug in revved up 4-low up in the wheels You gonna feel when we bang, already maxed out Double down deal no doubt but to cash out Open fields fenced in deposited a cash cow Let it bang where all the fifty cals are loud [Chorus: Long Cut] Let it bang way out in the sticks 308 and a 30 .06 Ain't a thing 'cause we all gettin' lit In the woods with my redneck clique L-l-let it bang way out in the sticks 308 and a 30 .06 Ain't a thing 'cause we all gettin' lit In the woods with my redneck clique [Verse 2: Demun Jones] We gotta make it bang, gotta make it bump Can't be the same old thing we gotta give 'em something, buddy So I loaded my savage one pump Drove to Colorado in one jump To check on Outlaw and get busy with Long Cut, what's up? Fist bump beat bangin' next thing a song cuttin' We off to the race, let's ride Crew cab rollin' got the room inside Look like I'm tryna hide eyes under black flies Ties to Rahhh Records, boy recognize Always smooth, got a saddle on the grind Spurs in that bitch so it know I ain't lyin' [Verse 3: JT Adams and Demun Jones] Yeah, I'm sittin' sideways in the pines Whole squad steady stay buzzin' on the shine Runnin' trout lines pointin' smoke in their eyes When you hear we in your city grab your tickets get wild Let it bang so hard drop jaws Long Cut and Demun comin' out to an applause Whole wolf pack with a hat made of straw On the mic like a boss, we the sheriff, he the law (Yeah) We comin' gotta let it pop Gonna need a detox when the beat drop Ariat on our feet got me locked and cocked 'Bout to rock this clean off the chart to the top [Chorus: Long Cut] Let it bang way out in the sticks 308 and a 30 .06 (Yuh) Ain't a thing 'cause we all gettin' lit (Yuh ) In the woods with my redneck clique L-l-let it bang way out in the sticks (Yuh) 308 and a 30 .06 (Yuh) A-a-ain't a thing 'cause we all gettin' lit (Yuh) In the woods with my redneck clique L-l-let it bang way out in the sticks 308 and a 30 .06 (Yuh) Ain't a thing 'cause we all gettin' lit (Yuh) In the woods with my redneck clique L-l-let it bang way out in the sticks (Yuh) 308 and a 30 .06 A-a-ain't a thing 'cause we're all gettin' lit (Yuh) In the woods with my redneck clique (Come on) [Chorus: Demun Jones] Let it bang way out in the sticks 308 and a 30 .06 Ain't a thing 'cause we all gettin' lit In the woods with my redneck clique L-l-let it bang, uh It's a new day, welcome, uh