Lyrics

[Verse 1: Rooster] Honky tonk and big redneck goon I caught more fish than the man in the moon And I've been around town ain't much to see Bunch of young buckwheats in the skinny ass jeans VAC up on the 6x9's got one spare tire And the rest show why I creep out back and if I smoke you out Remember Uncle Buck yeah I'm that guy See y'all stuck in the box with the same ol' Name brand folks man y'all lame-o Let me hit the whiskey few toes And I'll show you somethin' 'bout the redneck tango Put you on the payroll stackin' albums Just flip through the book if you start to doubt 'em Been sittin' round the finish line sho' browse them 'Cause your breath show more like I'm popin' valume I'm poppin' stallion on your ass giddy up Town Lac boy bad boy, baby get it shut down Recognize a rebel when you show up at the party Get up off and bang a little Marley Tip my hat to the folks in the back But it sure is sad that you can't get less I stab my flag at the top of the hill So you all know how I feel [Chorus: Wess Nyle] (I'm feelin' me) I'm really feelin' myself tonight So if you're thinkin' 'bout hatin' don't even waste your time (I'm feelin' me) My Dirtbagz with me and they're ready to go (I'm feelin' me) So I'm gone do my thing 'til they don't love me know more [Verse 2: Uncle Snap] You see that primered up truck That's in my yard on the blocks You know my neighbors cook it up And they ain't welcoming cops I got them mason jars buried up in the pen with the hog That double barrel that I carry with my three-legged dog I'm so horny baby ya you can't go wrong You gonna flaunt it baby or keep it movin' along 'Cause I ain't lookin' for a normal chick I'm lookin' for the baddest I'm picture dirty with a rock star status I'm talkin' bout a [?] right now talkin' 'bout forever That nasty Jessie James type that bump the Cinderella Get up on this boat 'cause its time to get Pamela Yeah post a video make folks say damnit bro [Chorus: Wess Nyle] (I'm feelin' me) I'm really feelin' myself tonight So if you're thinkin' 'bout hatin' don't even waste your time (I'm feelin' me) My Dirtbagz with me and they're ready to go (I'm feelin' me) So I'm gone do my thing 'til they don't love me know more [Verse 3: Hard Target] Yeah bang on, fill my cup Liquor bottle in my hand 'bout to tilt it up While I talk to your girl while you're still in love Like Netflix girl we gone chill or what? (I'm feelin' me) I'm in the back of the room getting' shit face drunk And I'm actin' a fool Like I don't even smoke but you can pass me the doob 'Til I'm Neil Armstrong and I blaze to the moon Like yeah haha Party hard got your girl top off like Mardi Gras When I walk in the room then the party start Hard Target you don't want to party Garth, haha Nope not today truck loud you can hear me from a block away With that beat hittin' hard like Dr. Dre You heard that this is what I got to say [Verse 4: Cymple Man] I'm flyer than Clark Kent I'm in the type of studio And we ain't talkin' no high end apartment You been sittin' by me this whole time and you didn't realize I'm going Forrest Gump on the park bench So while you tell us about your corporate hardships Or how expensive your new sports car is I'll be standin' behind ya crunchin' corn chips Like ignore this makin' fart noises with my arm pits These rappers are really dreamin' I can murder these kids or I can silly string them If you still want beef I can really eat 'em I'm the leader of the sharks like Willie Beamen I'm just tryin' to get my piece of the pie So steep in line or steep aside For everyone that applies Come on man reach for the sky Within' a blink of an eye You get mad and that's the reason to hide [Chorus: Wess Nyle] (I'm feelin' me) I'm really feelin' myself tonight So if you're thinkin' 'bout hatin' don't even waste your time (I'm feelin' me) My Dirtbagz with me and they're ready to go (I'm feelin' me) So I'm gone do my thing 'til they don't love me know more (I'm feelin' me) I'm really feelin' myself tonight So if you're thinkin' 'bout hatin' don't even waste your time (I'm feelin' me) My Dirtbagz with me and they're ready to go (I'm feelin' me) So I'm gone do my thing 'til they don't love me know more (I'm feelin' me) (I'm feelin' me) (I'm feelin' me) To myself