Country Boy (feat. London Lorin)

Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Spin the block my tractor I'm like fuck a phantom
Rocking my cow boy boots and my bandana
Plug brought the load in on a camel
I'm just a country boy from the bama

Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Spin the block my tractor I'm like fuck a phantom
Rocking my cow boy boots and my bandana
Plug brought the load in on a camel
I'm just a country boy from the bama

I'm just a country boy from the bama
Rocking my boots and bandana
Smoke on this hay and we chill in the camper
Seven six two's my clip be bananas
If that boy play he get hung like a banner
Can't get caught up can't get put in that slammer
Bitch I'm the goat yeah I'm lit like a candle
Kidnap your family and use them for ransom
I'm In the field planting crops
Rolling hay blocks
Making tik to toks
Smoking moon rocks
Wanted by opps
Had to make the drop
Money make her pop
Bussing O in the lot
Running from the cops
Pay for what I got
Dope boy knot
I'm the big shot, Play get big shot Make her pop lock Make his body drop
Make his body drop

Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country Boy
Bitch ima country Boy
Spin the block in my tractor I'm like fuck a phantom
Rocking my cow boy boots and my bandana
Plug brought the load in on a camel
I'm just country boy from the bama

Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Spin the block my tractor I'm like fuck a phantom
Rocking my cow boy boots and my bandana
Plug brought the load in on a camel
I'm just a country boy from the bama

Yeah Yeah
Young London
Bitch Ima country boy
But these niggas know I'm from Cali
Been through shit that these Niggas cant handle
I'ma stand on ten toes like some sandals
I just got me some Racks
I just stuffed in a case
I'm just tryna go beat me a case
Send some shots at lil homie
If 12 looking for me
Then bitch I'ma do me a race
Bitch you know I'ma Bos just like John Gotti
If that lil bitch she broke then she ain't for me
All this ice on my neck this that titanic
I don't fuck with these rappers I'm not friendly
Come around with that playing this shit deadly
I'ma send that boy up and that's on granny
Keep a 9 on my side that bitch real handy
I be smoking on billy this ain't Mandy
Oh wa

Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country Boy
Bitch ima country Boy
Spin the block my tractor I'm like fuck a phantom
Rocking my cow boy boots and my bandana
Plug brought the load in on a camel
I'm just country boy from the bama

Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Spin the block my tractor I'm like fuck a phantom
Rocking my cow boy boots and my bandana
Plug brought the load in on a camel
I'm just a country boy from the bama



Credits
Writer(s): London Lorin
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