[Intro]

Radio check, Eh anybody got to get it out there ? ( Whoo )

How about you how there ? ( Yeah )

Way out there, come on, 3-1-9 radio check

What a fucking dream son

Hey, god damn it ( What's that ? )
That bitch done knocked me the fuck out
Oh, you got knocked over your ass, god damn


[Verse]

Well that bitch she stole my cocaine
She's wanted all around
And I did my best to watch my ass
But she done took me down

Well that bitch she stole my cocaine
And now she's on the run
And I heard she was even fucking a cop
Just to steal his loaded gun
[Chorus]

Well I met her in Texarkana
And I was drinking pirate rum
She said she wanted to suck my dick
And make me wanna cum
Then all of a sudden I just saw black
And I woke up on the ground
And that cunt of a bitch she took my wallet
And that's how it went down

[Verse]

That bitch she took my cocaine
And now she's on the run
And I'm gonna pistol whip her with my fucking loaded gun
And that bitch she stole my cocaine
And I'm gonna hunt her down
And when I see her damn face she ain't gonna be so proud

[Chorus]

He met her in Texarkana
He was just trying to stay alive
That bitch she tried to kill him and try to fuck his wife
He did his best to watch his ass but she done took him down
[?]
[Instrumental]

Jesus, Fuck

[Hook]

Oh rebel Alan king from hell stop her got this sound
I wish I was making this story up but that's how it went down
Oh, you know the king always gives the best hellbilly advice
He'd rather kill that bitch [?] your life

[Verse]

That bitch she took my cocaine and now she's on the run
I did my best to watch my ass but she done had her fun
That bitch she took my cocaine and now she's on the run
And I heard she was even fucking Johnny Law just to steal his loaded fucking god damn son of a bitchin' gun ( Fuck, Aaah Ah )

[Instrumental]

You hit my fucking leg

Here boy

[Verse]
Yeah I see that cunt she's standing right there
With another victim in her eyes
And I know she's gettin' ready to take him around back just to tell him all about her life
Ah you know I'm creeping around that corner
I got a damn good surprise
I'm gonna wrap that bitch [?] barbwire make her set her ass on fire

[Chorus]

Well I met her in Texarkana
I was drinking pirate rum
She said she wanted to turn some tricks and play with my loaded gun
But then all of the sudden I just saw black
And I woke up on the ground
That cunt of a bitch she took my wallet
And that's how it went down

[Verse]

That bitch she stole Hank's cocaine
But she did get too far
Remember that bitch the other night at [?] bar
That bitch she stole Hank's cocaine
But now she's on the ground
That devil came and not gonna win when the lawyer's out of town

[?]
Until Hank pistol whip that bitch right up the side of her brain
She done it wrong [?]
And a bag of cheap cocaine does send you to promised land

[Instrumental]

[Hook]

Well Alan king from hell stop her help me get this sound
He said if I'd killed that bitch I'd be out there by now
He know it's time for the hellbilly king to sing another line
Cause he's the one [?] rebel pride

[Verse]

That bitch she stole Hank's cocaine
But now she's on the ground
That devil came and not gonna win when the lawyer's out of town
That bitch she stole Hank's cocaine
But now she's on the ground
That devil came and not gonna win when the lawyer's out of town

[Instrumental]

(Fucking bitch)
Keep on playing some of that cu, cu, cu, cu, cu, cu, country style
(God damn it boy)
Country style

[Outro]

Texas wine, Tennessee fire, little bit of that Mississippi moonshine
Texas wine, Tennessee fire, little bit of that Mississippi moonshine
Texas wine, Tennessee fire, little bit of that Mississippi moonshine
Texas wine, Tennessee fire, little bit of that Mississippi moonshine
Texas wine, Tennessee fire, little bit of that Mississippi moonshine
Texas wine, Tennessee fire, little bit of that Mississippi moonshine

Texas wine

Tennessee fire

Taking a shot of Mississippi berry shine

(Yeah we we're both born and raise to Tennessee
Ain't no faking it)

Texas wine, Tennessee fire, taking another shot of Mississippi moonshine
Texas wine, Tennessee fire, taking another shot of Mississippi moonshine

Oh you know what an old lady use to tell his boy
Don't do no cocaine son always stick with the speed (Ahahahah)
Thanks ya

God damn train song