Lyrics:

So why they hating on me? Because I'm as country as they come, boy
'Cause I'm about this money like Dixieland convoy
'Cause I'm killing shit in short time
'Cause my opponents are flying but I'm chilling down in the duck blind
Waiting to see if a motherfucker gon' pluck mine
I got a bite like pitbulls at lunch time
And my shine is so bright you'll go blind
Like a mason jar fire wasn't even made right, yeah
And I ain't whistling Dixie, ain't here to be frilly
I'm here to end any enemies, represent Tennessee
Sip on some Hennessy, have a Dixie chick kissing me
Jamming to 103 waking up feeling kinda like I'm the country king

The game needs me, I won't even budge
You're stuck with me like a two wheel drive in two feet of mud
I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank
And reckless like I'm in the city driving a big tank
So USA, CMT can't stand me
'Cause I'm wild and loud like the Yamaha Banshee
I'ma keep shit kicking till my shit kick a road
Still choking up people like I'm blowing black smoke
The game needs me, I won't even budge
You're stuck with me like a two wheel drive in two feet of mud
I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank
And reckless like I'm in the city driving a big tank
So USA, CMT can't stand me
'Cause I'm wild and loud like the Yamaha Banshee
I'ma keep shit kicking till my shit kick a road
Still choking up people like I'm blowing black smoke

I got a chip on my shoulder, black ink in my skin
Ripped jeans on my legs and my Justin's a size 10
Lead through it, hauling ass like Talladega and shit
Checkered flag's in my face 'cause I'm winning you bitch
You can hate all you want but I'm sitting on a high throne
Pocket full of honey still smelling like a Auto Zone
Truck I'm driving, sounding like Bigfoot
Girl riding with me, tanned up, looking Hollywood
Like I cedar tree, I really wish a honkey would though
You don't think I will, son, but bubba just call me Woodrow
Rolling presidential, five percent tint on my windshield
Smoking marijuana out of Mountain Dew and some tin foil
I'm a beast you think I sold my soul
America would be great if you could call my asshole
First song ever made charted on them billboards
Got plenty ammunition and I'm planning to kill more

The game needs me, I won't even budge
You're stuck with me like a two wheel drive in two feet of mud
I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank
And reckless like I'm in the city driving a big tank
So USA, CMT can't stand me
'Cause I'm wild and loud like the Yamaha Banshee
I'ma keep shit kicking till my shit kick a road
Still choking up people like I'm blowing black smoke
The game needs me, I won't even budge
You're stuck with me like a two wheel drive in two feet of mud
I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank
And reckless like I'm in the city driving a big tank
So USA, CMT can't stand me
'Cause I'm wild and loud like the Yamaha Banshee
I'ma keep shit kicking till my shit kick a road
Still choking up people like I'm blowing black smoke