[Verse 1: XANADU]
Yea, you finna die
Catch a deer outside, then it's gonna get fried
Drinkin' all the liquor, the we goin for a ride
Yea, BB guns and American pride
Told a bitch I ain't had no meth, and she cried
See yo ass fuckin' my daughter, better stride
Lil boy tried to touch my truck, and he died
You can try to fuckin' run, but you can't fuckin' hide
Lil bitch, told a bitch we ain't fuckin' if we ain't goin truckin'
Lil hoe, she be suckin' on the trailer park, bitch
We drinkin' moonshine in the pitch dark bitch
I don't care if you rich
Red truck hit a lick
Stealin' my shine, think you so fuckin' slick
Get kicked in ya dick, lil bitch stealin' beer
Don't touch my truck, don't touch my gear
Trump 2020, even though it's been a year
Shoot you in the head
We got mullets, y'all rappers got dreads
Kill a fuckin cat, then I feed it to my pets
All y'all gang members don't know a fuckin threat
Pull up in a truck, you done knew it's fuckin red
Kill a fuckin human, then I put it in some bread
All of my kids, you know they inbred
My type of gun leave you in your death bed
See a pussy boy walkin', imma fill him up with led
Think you know country, imma show you how to do it
Save a lil puppy from its death, and then I threw it
Smokin on my dope, you gotta pay, because I grew it
You ain't really country mother fucker, I knew it
Got some fuckin dirt on my boots, but you got Gucci shoes, I ain't ever fuckin need 'em
Imma shoot him in his mother fuckin' heart when I see 'em
Bitch I'm urinating straight moonshine when I'm peein'

[Chorus: LiL GOLDiE & XANADU]
Keep your fancy foreign cars
Keep your stupid Xanax bars
With my guys, don't give a fuck
Whip around a red truck
Huntin' camo on my boots
Keep those stupid Gucci shoes
With my guys, we hunt in trees
Whip around red GMCs

[Verse 2: LiL GOLDiE]
Pour a four up in my shine
Pussy boy, don't cross the line
Pussy boy look like a swine
All he do is bitch and whine
Stayin in my own damn lane
Goin fishin' everyday
Fly your stupid private planes
Pussy boy, he so cliché
Hit that pussy with a tool
If he fuckin act a fool
I ain't never finish school
All I know is the U.S. rules
I just hate minorities
I need new priorities
My kids have deformities
Because they all so inbred (yuh)
Pussy boy, come try me bitch
Shoot you in the bottom lip
Keep your stupid foreign whip
Hope you crash into a ditch
Love to bump some Tim McGraw
Spittin' backer in my jaw
Never listen to the law
But I still say back the blue (yuh)
Real bad bitch in my two seater
Pour a four in my two liter
Blood and mud on my wife beater
Hit you with a fuckin heater
Goldie never ever foldin'
AR-15, what I'm totin'
America is what I'm showin'
Goldie stay so cold he frozen
[Chorus: LiL GOLDiE & XANADU]
Keep your fancy foreign cars
Keep your stupid Xanax bars
With my guys, don't give a fuck
Whip around a red truck
Huntin' camo on my boots
Keep those stupid Gucci shoes
With my guys, we hunt in trees
Whip around red GMCs

[Outro: XANADU]
I know a lot of people are gonna take this song seriously, and if you're one of those people, I think you need to go see a fuckin' doctor or something. It's- we're country rappers now. We say the country words like beer and truck, and Trump