Bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start, I'm the start
I'm the start, I'm the start of a new bloodline
Start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
Who want a piece of this redneck?
Who want a piece of the deep south?
Sitting sideways In the backwoods with my gat out
I'm famous now, so I gotta be about it
If you pull up at my crib with problems, everybody dying
Motherfucker
'Cause I'm that motherfucker
If they kill me hip hop changes my holler boys making money
Silverado full of buddies, early 2000 and something
Got the Southside jumping, the Jason Voorhees is stunting
Killing rappers overall in overalls in the country
Bubba Church in this bitch, no need home hitters get released
I'm the son of the south, hip hop cotton mouth
I'm leading the pack in the future, already in route, Church
Backwoods shine truck rust my shrine
First of a new breed, I'm a prime design
Soul of the holler southern land deeptized
Even got the trees talking, heard through the grapevine
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of (I'm the start of)
I'm the start of a new bloodline
To my young guns in the rust buckets
Bumping hip hop in the country
You rednecks won't stop after I'm done running this shit
Never again will the game say, "You don't belong in a lane"
Next time they see a country boy, they'll respect his style and slang
And when you smile at your enemy, let 'em see your long fangs
Yeah, we down from the holler, we don't know about gang-gang
We be on them wang-wang, bad boy rooster gang
'Til death do our part like white hackles with long legs
Drive a cord inside the shed and watch history getting fed
As the deepest south rapper left the barnyard for dead
Ended up a grate with feathers sharper than a Dixie genius
Ain't no making what we are, no stitching in what's already seem less
Backwoods shine truck rust my shrine
First of a new breed, I'm a prime design
Soul of the holler southern land deeptized
Even got the trees talking, heard through the grapevine
I'm the start of a new bloodline (bloodline)
I'm the start of a new bloodline (bloodline)
I'm the start of a new bloodline (bloodline)
I'm the start of (I'm the start of)
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start, I'm the start
I'm the start, I'm the start of a new bloodline
Start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
Who want a piece of this redneck?
Who want a piece of the deep south?
Sitting sideways In the backwoods with my gat out
I'm famous now, so I gotta be about it
If you pull up at my crib with problems, everybody dying
Motherfucker
'Cause I'm that motherfucker
If they kill me hip hop changes my holler boys making money
Silverado full of buddies, early 2000 and something
Got the Southside jumping, the Jason Voorhees is stunting
Killing rappers overall in overalls in the country
Bubba Church in this bitch, no need home hitters get released
I'm the son of the south, hip hop cotton mouth
I'm leading the pack in the future, already in route, Church
Backwoods shine truck rust my shrine
First of a new breed, I'm a prime design
Soul of the holler southern land deeptized
Even got the trees talking, heard through the grapevine
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of (I'm the start of)
I'm the start of a new bloodline
To my young guns in the rust buckets
Bumping hip hop in the country
You rednecks won't stop after I'm done running this shit
Never again will the game say, "You don't belong in a lane"
Next time they see a country boy, they'll respect his style and slang
And when you smile at your enemy, let 'em see your long fangs
Yeah, we down from the holler, we don't know about gang-gang
We be on them wang-wang, bad boy rooster gang
'Til death do our part like white hackles with long legs
Drive a cord inside the shed and watch history getting fed
As the deepest south rapper left the barnyard for dead
Ended up a grate with feathers sharper than a Dixie genius
Ain't no making what we are, no stitching in what's already seem less
Backwoods shine truck rust my shrine
First of a new breed, I'm a prime design
Soul of the holler southern land deeptized
Even got the trees talking, heard through the grapevine
I'm the start of a new bloodline (bloodline)
I'm the start of a new bloodline (bloodline)
I'm the start of a new bloodline (bloodline)
I'm the start of (I'm the start of)
I'm the start of a new bloodline
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Daniel Toner, Michael Grant Benziger, Kristofor Josef Anderson, Ryan Edward Upchurch
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