Whiteboyz (feat. Adam Calhoun)

Better watch your back, it's a white boy summer

Whole iPhone full of white boy gunners

We all come from the bottom like the pipes in the gutter

Got the shotgun going, bum-bum-bum-bubba!

Call me white trash, white boy, I kinda like that

If you got a problem, you can come and kiss my white ass

I don't really care what I'm allowed to do

Got a homie that'll kill you for a Mountain Dew, shoot

You don't wanna get a death threat from a redneck

Put a lead dent in your headrest, yep, yep

Wuh, wuh, yee-haw, cops come, we saw

They ask, we leave, white boys don't talk

You ain't gonna see 'em coming, hunting camo

Pro-Second Amendment and they got tons of ammo

Got a gut full of liquor, lungs full of tobacco

Kinda crackers that will crack you for some gas for the backhoe

And the homie riding shotgun with a shotgun

While he shot guns, 24 beers and he's not drunk

Chugging vodkas, not a problem till he wants one

Then he locked up when the cops come

Lotta white folks like those rifles that go, boom!

Bunch of psychos I know might roll on your crew

When you die slow, my bros ride home or you lose

It ain't Halloween we turned you to a white ghost too soon, yeah

God ain't never made no motherfuckers crazy as the

White boys, we been known to fight boys

Sawing off our shotguns, rocking camo, causing problems late at night boys

White boys, mama knows we're trouble, circle tight boys

Soon as it pops off, we got you running for your life boys

Let me get the shit jumping like a '64

Chrome with the big smokes, I'm so official

Crazy white boy with the big old pistol

You're so pissed, you blow like a whistle

Try and play around, you gon' end up drowning

In the deep end, face down where they found him

He gon' get killed, plus everyone around him

Rounds start flying, your heart start pounding, hold up

Take a photo, we gon' last longer

What you looking at now? rap God, rap monger

Only white boy make the black roster

Hip-hop top ten, motherfucking monster

I'ma stand here with the sawed-off shotgun

Shoot it at you, now you got bad posture

Put him in a wheelchair, legs turned to pasta

You know how it goes, bullet holes in the doctor

Smoking on tobacco, blowing like a Black & Mild

Talk shit, get a blackout, drag you like a mile

Drank a whole bunch of Jack, probably crash if I drive

I'll be sitting shotty with a nine, passenger side

Always out at night 'cause I like noise

Playing 50 Cent and I don't even like coins

Got a.45 on my lap now, that's a nice choice

Ride around town, car full of white boys

God ain't never made no motherfuckers crazy as the

White boys, we been known to fight boys

Sawing off our shotguns, rocking camo, causing problems late at night boys

White boys, mama knows we're trouble, circle tight boys

Soon as it pops off, we got you running for your life boys

You can smell the smoke soon as we ride into town

You can hear us coming 'cause the speakers stupid loud

You can't hold us back, yeah, we'll be jumping in a crowd

Middle fingers up and they ain't never coming down

God ain't never made no motherfuckers crazy as the

White boys, we been known to fight boys

Sawing off our shotguns, rocking camo, causing problems late at night boys

White boys, mama knows we're trouble, circle tight boys

Soon as it pops off, we got you running for your life boys