Get You Some
Poor white trash from a single wide
Survivor of the thought of suicide
Light in the dark, voice in the crowd
Started out as a spark
Now I'm a mushroom cloud
From a loser to a winner with my crooked middle finger
Now I'm four kids deep buying five star dinners
Montana down to hollywood
Here comes the fucking trailerhood
Tell me are you ready son
I'm a bullet from a loaded gun
Jump on this freight train
There ain't no slowing down
We're every lost kid
From every lost town
Jump on this freight train
Yeah we're far from done
You know you want it
Go on and get you some
Get you some
For every nobody never got no shot
From the bottom of the barrel
Clawing to the top
Took seventeen years til I finally hit
Haters gonna hate, let 'em talk that shit
Jump on this freight train
There ain't no slowing down
We're every lost kid
From every lost town
Jump on this freight train
Yeah we're far from done
You know you want it
Go on and get you some
Go on and get you some
Go on and get you some
Go on and get you some
Tell me are you ready son
I'm a bullet from a loaded gun
Tell me are you ready son
Jump on this freight train
There ain't no slowing down
We're every lost kid
From every lost town
Jump on this freight train
Yeah we're far from done
You know you want it
Go on and get you some
Go on and get you some
Go on and get you some
Go on and get you some
Survivor of the thought of suicide
Light in the dark, voice in the crowd
Started out as a spark
Now I'm a mushroom cloud
From a loser to a winner with my crooked middle finger
Now I'm four kids deep buying five star dinners
Montana down to hollywood
Here comes the fucking trailerhood
Tell me are you ready son
I'm a bullet from a loaded gun
Jump on this freight train
There ain't no slowing down
We're every lost kid
From every lost town
Jump on this freight train
Yeah we're far from done
You know you want it
Go on and get you some
Get you some
For every nobody never got no shot
From the bottom of the barrel
Clawing to the top
Took seventeen years til I finally hit
Haters gonna hate, let 'em talk that shit
Jump on this freight train
There ain't no slowing down
We're every lost kid
From every lost town
Jump on this freight train
Yeah we're far from done
You know you want it
Go on and get you some
Go on and get you some
Go on and get you some
Go on and get you some
Tell me are you ready son
I'm a bullet from a loaded gun
Tell me are you ready son
Jump on this freight train
There ain't no slowing down
We're every lost kid
From every lost town
Jump on this freight train
Yeah we're far from done
You know you want it
Go on and get you some
Go on and get you some
Go on and get you some
Go on and get you some
Credits
Writer(s): Tim Montana, Micah Matthew Wilshire, Mike Fiorentino
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