[Intro]
Aw, man
They asked for it, man
It just feels right
Shoutout to Lil Nas X
Let me talk to 'em

[Verse]
I got my click in the back so trip if you want
This beat a bad contract, boy, I'm rippin it up
So put your hand in the sky like I'm sticking you up
'Cause like the Marlboro Man, they got the cig' in front
They liftin' 'em up, I'm hotter than the tip of the blunt
I'm in my bag, your bag is when they zippin' you up
I'm sick of your stuff, all this shit can get nipped in the butt
But now your shit's on the wall like the chick of the month
I need brain like the Scarecrow, she givin' me some
I ain't Lion, I got courage, I'ma pit you, a pup
No heart like Tin Man when I'm spittin' this punk
I'ma Wizard and stuff when n***as clickin' the pumps
It'll send yo ass home like Dorothy’s did
Birth a lot of you rap n***as, should abort these kids
'Cause I ain’t really tryna fuckin' room and board these kids
So force these foster kids in a orphanage
But I ain't tryna be a deadbeat
But I can make your heart stop, that's a dead beat
And every track that I rock is a dead beat
When I'm wildin' I leave 'em silent like the dead beat (Shh)
See it's rare like red meat to see me slide
N***as the greasy type but they really just need advice
So I teach 'em about BMI 'cause no question
They say that knowledge is precious like Aleea Life
If you a friend to me you up first
If you an enemy it's cuss words
I got this Hennessy, so fuck words
So punk me and we can get country like Upchurch
[Interlude]
Shoutout to Upchurch, by the way. For real

[Chorus]
Take my horse down to old town road
I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more
I'm gonna take my horse down to old town road
I'm gonna ride 'til I, ride 'til

[Outro]
I'm from Nebraska, baby, what you expect?
'Braska
I'm Face