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 1Bryan Thomas
You can tell by the color of my flag
Snap to the top, it's a southern made swag
When I get it Ima 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, I moved the 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 cows are loud
ChorusLong Cut
Let it bang way out in the sticks
It's 308 in a dirty aught-six
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
It's 308 in a dirty-aught-six
Ain't a thing 'cause we all gettin' lit
In the woods with my redneck clique
Verse 2Demun 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 banging' 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 lying
Verse 3JT 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
packed 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
ChorusLong Cut
Let it bang way out in the sticks
It's 308 in a dirty-aught-six [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
It's 308 in a dirty-aught-six [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
It's 308 in a dirty-aught-six [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
It's 308 in a dirty-aught-six
A-a-ain't a thing 'cause we're all gettin' lit [Yuh
In the woods with my redneck clique [Come on]
ChorusDemun Jones
Let it bang way out in the sticks
It's 308 in a dirty-aught-six
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
