Текст Katie Noel – Diesel Gang (Remix)

Well boys, we hit the jack pot this time

Diesel gang, Chevy gang, Ford gang, Dodge gang
Still blowin’ black smoke ain’t shit changed
Only thing changed is my pockets full of change

You don’t even wanna come and get this
Stuntin’ on you bitches I’m a square body blowin’ y’all a big kiss
Big whips for big kids
You are oatmeal, I’m a big bowl of cheese grits
Quaker, stone ground in the mill
Next year I make a mill I’ll still be real
I’ll still be country I’ll still kill the charts
I’ll be everybody’s Queen, not queen of hearts
Queen of the south, peach cobbler in my mouth
Reel labels in, y’all my rainbow trout
Catch and release I throw ’em right back
Then keep all the money I make on my tracks
Fuck all that fake shit, I’ll punch you in the face bitch
Call me daddy, get a taste of this old switch
Try to make another me, you can’t replace this
Gotta face this, I am the face bitch
Of everything southern even down to the basics
Kneel with the slugs in the shawty like Matrix
Rappers hungry motherfucker can’t taste this
Fuck the beat up make 808 babies
Uh, rev it up, I hate goin’ slow
Miss. Claus y’all some ho ho hoes
I slay, take the gun out my holster
I’m a reindeer pullin’ round all the hoser

Diesel gang, Chevy gang, Ford gang, Dodge gang
Still blowin’ black smoke ain’t shit changed
Only thing changed is my pockets full of change
Bustin’ rappers up like targets at a range
Motherfucker whaddup

Diesel Gang cause I’m sick of gas
And it’s fun to see ’em all turn and cough
I stay whoopin’ ass like a paw paw
When you back talk you don’t maw maw
Yeah south side by the white church
Tennessee, I volunteer first
Go head to head to when I outburst
Cause this lifestyle ain’t rehearsed
You shoot at me then it’s reverse
Somebody call Ripley, we gon’ need the hearse
My battle scars wasn’t hard enough to even make me flinch or draw blood
Yeah Diesel Gang you mother fucker and if you don’t like it shut the fuck up
Got a driveway like Pigeon Forge
My address should be Rod Run
I’m the asset they can’t afford
And ever hater lookin’ like the slung a rod
While I’m steady creepin’ through the slow traffic
With my uncracked orange engine block
They think its funny ’til we plumet
In the 2020 and they see me comin’ with the thunder of a flooded out summer
What a bummer if they wonder if I do or don’t murder everything I get on
Check Spotify numbers
Yeah a millie a millie until a millie is a billie
Bob and weave to Billy Bob loves Charlene
Imma leave a mark on music, you ain’t leavin’ one on me
Nashville still asleep like tours that put the ?

Diesel gang, Chevy gang, Ford gang, Dodge gang
Still blowin’ black smoke ain’t shit changed
Only thing changed is my pockets full of change
Bustin’ rappers up like targets at a range
Motherfucker whaddup