In the Country

When I get a bag, I brag
Moonwalk through this verse like it's MJ bad
Your album not dropping, I get that shit canned
Gotta body the verse, it's part of the brand
Yeah, her new man a musician
But I treat her body like a physician
Get that boy gone, I'm like a magician
You always coming up missing
How a fat nigga make better a album than you
How a fat nigga get a bitch badder than you
How a big nigga got shows bigger than you
How I'm moving? bigger than you (Woah woah!)
I'm bringing that energy
Tattletale bitches, they tryna tell on me
Disconnect phone, you cannot call on me
My boys are with me, we move like the army
Came into this world like hi I'm Ajhani
If you diss me you get hit with the Tommy
I swing right hooks like Muhammad Ali
My art fine like paintings from Murakami
Cowboy boots on, feeling like Woody
Don't talk down on me, I ain't a rookie
Every feature I do, I bring that fury
Hoodie on, I feel like A Boogie
I'm in the country nigga, what's brackin'
Police asking questions, we ain't know what happened
Getting cheese all from this rapping
Chance shit, you niggas be capping

I'm in the country
I'm in the county
These bitches count on me
I'm in the country
I'm in the county
These bitches count on me

They think Cyprian might've gone missing
Soon as we run it, I leave with them digits
You sending shots, pretty sure that they're missing
I'm taking chances I'm opportunistic
I pull up like howdy we got the crowd rowdy
Thinking out the box, I feel like a rebel
Yes I'm the rapper, Cyprian who?
Classics in the vault It feels like a bezel
I'm in the Everglades surfin' with gators
Cowboy boots on in case it gets muddy
Scared of comp' like we dealing with chickens
Told sally to round up your buddies
God split an atom with me No DC
Rocks thrown if you @'ing me No B.C
I'm on my caveman, Okay man?
You must be fasting, cause you not eating
Purr
Silence, like I got the last word
Put the red sweater on my Emma Amos
Who doing the most? I got answers
Playing defense I got clampers
I'm feeding the game, Tiny Dancer
I'm out of breath, like I got asthma
How many hits, too much, no Sampha

I'm in the country
I'm in the county
You know you can count on me
I'm in the country
I'm in the county
You know you can count on me
I'm in the country
I'm in the county
Western boy don't got no fees
I'm in the country
I'm in the county
You know you can count on me

I'm in the country
I'm in the county
Bitch, think about it
I'm in the country, it's intimate
I keep it lovely, she feeling on
I keep on farming and plowing
Cold-hearted, I down it, I care, that's the motion
I feel like I'm chosen, I feel like the one
Feel like the wait, wait
Light it up good, I been with Clint
Smoking that Eastwood
My girl is bad, I make sure she eat good
You are so ugly, I gotta be honest
Grinding on me in the club, I'ma vomit
Look to the sky and I'm praying to Sonic
Release me from sinners and help me make profit
Copo send me the beat, I send him the verse
We make it work then he go chop it
I want it fast, fast, fast, then wait slow
With Rango, we stay low
we pop out, we pay? no
The Temple of doom is a walk in the park
I stay in her room and I'm raiding the ark
You're playing a part that you didn't write
Stuck in a frame, I keep out of sight

I walk in this bitch with a lasso
Walked in this bitch like an asshole
Axe thrown at whoever has chose
To send shots, you're left in our shadows
I'm captain, you cap though
Fronting like they got some backbone
Faking their paper on apps and rap songs
That's how they move when the cash slow
Seven of us post up they can't stomach
If they tell me go back to my country, I'm gunning
Esta nunca fue tu tierra, cabrones
Perdone, acabaremos con tus ilusiones
They should know better, we'll pull up and show em
Unload on opponents, holes in them like donuts
Partna you jittery, your scope isn't focused
You posing, quote me cause the poetry's potent
We just been flowing, put work in at full times
Strive to land hits, shooting bullseyes
Match our last shit? Oh y'all could try
But you won't last, say your goodbyes
It's high noon and this town ain't big enough
They wanna battle for the badge, we hit 'em up
They gon try killing us, never giving a fair chance
So we upped the Glocks and made 'em square dance

I pull up, I don't say what's happening, I'm telling them howdy
We in the country, wonder what they'd do without me
My bitch wants four rings, I'm whipping that shit, it feels like an Audi
I know I'm the shit, I'm billy the kid from my county
Cowboy with the boots, I'm rocking the hat
He's above the snakes, well we could change that
I'll rap kinda fast, leave him bloody like tampons
He tried fucking with me, don't squat with your spurs on
I feel a lil hazy I drank too much bourbon
He was taking a pic when he dug for his cannon
Now he left that part of the story, it's canon
My bad
I wrote this shit cause I was feeling so bored
Now they wanna kick it and link up with the boy
I play with the sticks, feel like a new toy
Cowgirl to my cowboy, we search and destroy

I'm in the country, MIA the new wild wild west, hm
I'm in the country, in the sands is where y'all rest, hm
I'm in the country, she got dressed to go undressed, huh
I'm in the country, this the land of POS, huh
I'm in the country, we wearing gator, fuck a VVS, hm
I'm in the country, drinking whiskey, fuck a CVS, hm