Lyrics Upchurch – Arm & Hammer (Redneck Remix)

I bet y’all would never guess a redneck would do this shit huh
Hahaha
Check me out y’all
Go ahead talk your shit

Box of bullets red and gold
Smith and Wesson
I’m getting tattoos every time that I start stressin’
Weed smoke blowing out my truck
Who gives a fuck
I got 4 wheel drive you will never catch me bud
I’ll be like bitch I’m in the woods
Where you at
Just keep driving ’till you see confederate flag
Back yard with my guns, what’s the matter
If my neighbors get to bitchin’ I’ll get louder

Straight pipes on my shit you can hear me
Coming from an eighth mile away no lie ’bout that
‘Cause I’ll be rollin’ in the street in my six-oh
With a 1911 layin’ in my lap
John Wayne of the new age in a new way
Can’t nobody out do me
Sick hillbilly buckteeth still no shame
I take my drop serious
Hank Hill with the propane no game (yeah)
And I’m loving this shit
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hotels while I’m fucking my chick
My fans got me all on my Hank Williams shit
‘Cause I’m flipping my birds ’cause I know that I’m legit

Young gun with the quick draw
Young gun with the big balls

Man I just don’t get it
They come up to me actin’ like they gotta fucking tell me how country they are
So I’ll like ’em for some fucking reason
Motherfucker I don’t know you and I ain’t your god damn friend neither haha

Box of bullets red and gold
Smith and Wesson
I’m getting tattoos every time that I start stressin’
Weed smoke blowing out my truck
Who gives a fuck
I got 4 wheel drive you will never catch me bud
I’ll be like bitch I’m in the woods
Where you at
Just keep driving ’till you see confederate flag
Back yard with my guns, what’s the matter
If my neighbors get to bitchin’ I’ll get louder

Cowl induction on a square body
Got window tint like a president
My girl look like a super model
Check my Instagram for the evidence
My shows folks want to head bang
So I play the drums with my thick skull
Couple shots of jack in my blood stream
I’m Ron White with my insults
I’m outspoken don’t hold my tongue
Ain’t scared to shed me a little blood
Won’t ever catch me starting fights
But I fuckin’ love when I finish one
I’m Willie Nelson with a bag of grass
And I’m Wyatt Earp with a loaded gun
I’m tatted up I’m 24
Realest redneck you’ve ever seen son

Hahaha
I’m the redneck rednecks write about haha
I don’t want to be your friend
I don’t want to hang out with you and your click
I want to stay in my part of the sticks
And just do me son

Box of bullets red and gold
Smith and Wesson
I’m getting tattoos every time that I start stressin’
Weed smoke blowing out my truck
Who gives a fuck
I got 4 wheel drive you will never catch me bud
I’ll be like bitch I’m in the woods
Where you at
Just keep driving ’till you see confederate flag
Back yard with my guns, what’s the matter
If my neighbors get to bitchin’ I’ll get louder

Chicken Willie on the way boy