Nitty Scott
Wilkinson County Wildcats
I’m at granny’s for the summer, pullin’ quarters out the sofa
I need a dollar for the ice cream truck
It was [?] we couldn’t find none
She tried to teach me a lesson
[?] wouldn’t listen
She said “baby, won’t you stay on the porch?”
I hopped off, now i’m running with the wolves
He tried to kill me, but it was what it was
No more kisses, no more grandmama hugs
She pray for me, [?] to this love
Ain’t no peace, cut the wings off a dove
Baby won’t you turn your hate into love?
[?] but i still call her cuz
[?] thoughts, roses when we bud
Look up in the sky, it’s a plane, it’s a thug

It go boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
It go boom

Everybody outsidе
Can i go outside?
She said “girl, don’t be runnin’ in and out”
I said “Grandma, I bе trappin’ out the house”
She said “fuck it, won't you let me get an ounce?
You know I used to be the queen of the south”
She be whippin’ in the kitchen sellin’ cakes, sellin’ biscuits
And he could [?] whatchu want?
But it’s all coming back [?]
It go boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
It go boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
It go boom

Uh, i pull up to the function, got the trunk banging
You know it’s matte on black, that body so amazin’
I used to call her Dolly, ‘cause she a hot tamale
They say look at the city girl, came home love to party
We came a long way since our emancipation
Grand daddy got a bag, bought the plantation
Uncle [?] in the Chevy, bible on the dash
Tee Ruby got her boobies full of petty cash
And we drive slow with the base low
Top 3’s with the Drake on my chain glow
From a chain gang, yeah that’s pain gang
Ain’t no crying in the pink how you maintain
Whuddup grandma? i call her G-Money
Like to mix brown liquor in her sweet tea, honey
My papa met her at the hole in the wall
And he danced all night with the belle of the ball
And I guess the rest black history, ya’ll
I’m a [?] of it all