Lyrics

I'm a trailer park trap star, yeah Got chickens in the trunk and in the backyard, yeah, yeah, yeah Roadrunners like a track star, yeah Send my lil' ones do the dash like it's Nascar, yeah, yeah, yeah Like it's Nascar, yeah, yeah, yeah Like it's Nascar, yeah, yeah, yeah Rusty Wallace, we some track stars, yeah, yeah, yeah Like it's Nascar, yeah, yeah, yeah Small town Scarface, high speed car chase Aint goin' back to jail, don't wanna see my mama's heart break Hillbilly hustlers, you know what the fuck's up Dirt road drillers send them killers bout them bucks, yeah Living with Faith just like I'm Tim McGraw Grizzly's what I'm dipping on Shakin' and bakin', I'm a chemist, yall That whiskey's what I'm sipping on Shawty, she hate that I'm a criminal, I'm savage, I'm a seminole But she know that I love her 'cause I took her off that stripper pole I just put a cowgirl in Chanel, yeah Baby, we them cowboys from hell, yeah We the Floribama Cartel, yeah I say hell yeah I'm a trailer park trap star, yeah Got chickens in the trunk and in the backyard, yeah, yeah, yeah Roadrunners like a track star, yeah Send my lil' ones do the dash like it's Nascar, yeah, yeah, yeah Like it's Nascar, yeah, yeah, yeah Like it's Nascar, yeah, yeah, yeah Rusty Wallace, we some track stars, yeah, yeah, yeah Like it's Nascar, yeah, yeah, yeah
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