Racism
Hillbilly, cracker
Nigga, white trash
Fuck you nigga
What the fuck you rappin' for? Cracker ass cracker
Got your rebel flag with your camo hat backwards
Stains on your shirt with your fucked up teeth
Piece of shit truck broke down in the middle of the street
Old lady bitchin' in the passenger street
Smokin' like a chimney, kids in the back can't breathe
Got a kid on her lap, smack his ass if he speaks
Always wearin' wife-beaters, 'cause their ass gettin' beat
Okay, that's white trash, but what about a hillbilly
Redneck motherfucker, never even near a city
Out in the woods, huntin' deeper than the wolves
Get the big ol' buck, bring him home, eat until they full
Or they out in the shed, on the side drinkin' shine
Ol' lady bitchin', better bring your ass inside
It's way past nine, you've been drinkin' all night
Get to work on time, up before sun rise
They call me redneck, white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
They call me redneck white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
They call me redneck, white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
They call me redneck white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
What the fuck you rappin' for? Nigga ass nigga
Got your saggin' pants, with your ass hangin' out the back
Hangin' out in front of liquor stores sellin' crack
Just so you can put some 24's on your Cadillac
Baby mama bitchin', you ain't' takin' care of business
All you do is smoke weed, run around with other bitches
And you can't keep a job, 'cause you're in and out of prison
Guess it must be Trump's fault, 'cause you're makin' bad decisions
That's about niggas but what about black folk?
Raise their kids right, every night mom and dad are home
Huntin' for a job, not cryin' about a privilege
Cryin' out to God, stop the violence where we livin'
Fuck it though, you a nigga and I'm just a cracker
They pin us against each other, sit back and they watch it happen
In the hood, they sellin' crack, and killin' over shoes and jackets
In the trailer park, they fall apart, a bunch of Mack daddies
They call me redneck, white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
They call me redneck white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
They call me redneck, white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
They call me redneck white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
Nigga, white trash
Fuck you nigga
What the fuck you rappin' for? Cracker ass cracker
Got your rebel flag with your camo hat backwards
Stains on your shirt with your fucked up teeth
Piece of shit truck broke down in the middle of the street
Old lady bitchin' in the passenger street
Smokin' like a chimney, kids in the back can't breathe
Got a kid on her lap, smack his ass if he speaks
Always wearin' wife-beaters, 'cause their ass gettin' beat
Okay, that's white trash, but what about a hillbilly
Redneck motherfucker, never even near a city
Out in the woods, huntin' deeper than the wolves
Get the big ol' buck, bring him home, eat until they full
Or they out in the shed, on the side drinkin' shine
Ol' lady bitchin', better bring your ass inside
It's way past nine, you've been drinkin' all night
Get to work on time, up before sun rise
They call me redneck, white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
They call me redneck white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
They call me redneck, white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
They call me redneck white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
What the fuck you rappin' for? Nigga ass nigga
Got your saggin' pants, with your ass hangin' out the back
Hangin' out in front of liquor stores sellin' crack
Just so you can put some 24's on your Cadillac
Baby mama bitchin', you ain't' takin' care of business
All you do is smoke weed, run around with other bitches
And you can't keep a job, 'cause you're in and out of prison
Guess it must be Trump's fault, 'cause you're makin' bad decisions
That's about niggas but what about black folk?
Raise their kids right, every night mom and dad are home
Huntin' for a job, not cryin' about a privilege
Cryin' out to God, stop the violence where we livin'
Fuck it though, you a nigga and I'm just a cracker
They pin us against each other, sit back and they watch it happen
In the hood, they sellin' crack, and killin' over shoes and jackets
In the trailer park, they fall apart, a bunch of Mack daddies
They call me redneck, white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
They call me redneck white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
They call me redneck, white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
They call me redneck white trash, say it back
I don't care, kiss my ass, I don't care, kiss my ass
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Writer(s): Calhoun Adam Bradley
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