I got a copper steel
hand built up in the hills.
Fill it up with corn mash,
heat it up and chill.
White liquor hit you quicker,
knock you off your feet.
Lay down your mason jars,
you cannot shine me.
I'ma put it out here,
let me tell y 'all something.
What do y 'all think?
My steel be punk and 90 proof.
Spit the truth, stop tellin' every
body you can do what I do
So if you can, you better get like me
Go sit down and ride a hit like me
From where I stand,
you ain't shoot to me
Gotta sell a few mil outta here on steel
Almost sugar -coated,
burn your throat
The skits ain't scared,
I'm lock and loaded
Real as I'll be, they all can feel me
Dirt road to steeple, man of the people
Mix it, churn it, light it, burn it
Daylight to dark, me and my folks earn it
Plow it, haul it, hunt it
Shoot it, skin it, fry it, that's how we do it
Sip it, chug it, jar it, jug it
Do a little better than
anyone else does it
Y 'all are chasin' a thoroughbred
Y 'all done got lapped up miles ahead
Too late to slow down,
I'm a runaway train
Code four, remember my name
Haters, pleaders, bogus bashers
Watch him out, cause I run these
I got a copper steel hand built up in the hill
Fill it up with corn,
nice heated up and chill
White liquor hit you quick and
knock you off your feet
Lay down your mason jars,
you can't outshine me
I got a copper steel hand built up in the hill
Fill it up with corn mash,
heat it up and chill
White liquor hit you quick and
knock you off your feet
Lady, burn your mace and jaws,
you can't outshine me
Burnin' that dirt,
I'm runnin' out of daylight
Take a sip of this if you
really wanna get right
Cloud of dust with a hammer down
Wavin' at the cops when we
roll through town
90 in the bed from an old wood shed
RPMs buried in the red
Blowin' stop signs, don't check up
Gotta get a drop when the time is up
Oh -o h, backwards where
the law can't get
Been at me for quite a bit
Got the
Chevy rollin' in the wind,
up the hills and round those bends
Can't keep up, can't touch this,
all they wanna do is talk that shit
Know
Johnny
Ford been talkin' tough,
but better sit tight and buckle up
Got the
El
Camino, squat it low,
slingin' round the corner with another load
Got that white lightning stashed in the bag,
just duck and dodge in that 5 -0
Cause that creek water ain't no joke,
you better take it careful, it explode
That 150, that blue flame,
high octane, that's beast mode
No frog eyes on my moonshine,
cause my cook -off is on point
Copper, steel, big set up,
no stove top, we on one
Professional when it come with it
Some of the best to ever do it, see
Got
Cold
Ford and
Cypress
Springs
When it come to shine, you can't outshine
I got a copper steel hand built up in the hills
Fill it up with corn,
I heat it up and chill
White liquor hit you quick and
knock you off your feet
Laying down your mason jars,
you can't outshine me
I can't take this,
I wanna make this real clear
What do y think I've been
doing here?
Switchin' gears and changin' lanes
Jackin' up trucks, runnin' down lanes
Light that flame for
America
Cross that line, I'm bearin' ya
Got a shotgun that'll take care of ya
And a mud hole that I'll bury ya
Got a bunch of country
folks all down to ride
And a bunch of rednecks
ain't scared to fight
I'ma give it to you my way
Dirt road, highway, four -wheel
Jack it up, talk shoot
Back it up, y 'all a trip
And I'm outta your league
Slippin', shinin', I'm hard to see
I'm somethin' you'll never be
It's a pipe dream,
you can't outshine me
Cause I'm
Duracoded, turbocharged
Everything about me is large
Y 'all keep chasin' the thoroughbred
Y 'all ain't got lap time, miles ahead
I'ma never slow down,
I'm a runaway train
Code four, remember my name
Haters, tweeters, vloggers, bashers
Watch him out, cause I run these
I got a copper steel hand built up in the hills
Fill it up with corn, I heat it up and chill
White liquor hit you quick and
knock you off your feet
Lay down your mason jars,
you cannot shine me
I got a copper steel hand built up in the hills
Fill it up with corn mash,
heat it up and chill
White liquor hit you quicker,
knock you off your feet
Lay down your mason jars,
you cannot shine me
I got a copper steel hand built up in the hills
Fill it up with corn mash,
heat it up and chill
White liquor hit you quick and
knock you off your feet
Laying down your mason jars,
you cannot shine me
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