Country Rich

[Intro: Yelawolf]

I'm on fire (I'm on fire), from here to Nantucket

I stop, drop, roll, I'ma need an ice bucket

On fire, smoked-out, cookin' with it

Loced out with the spokes poked out, spinnin', on fire

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]

Yeah, Texas concrete up under my tires

Creek Water in my flask take me higher

Yeah, gimme that check on the first and keep it

Wired 'til I retire

I said, Mr. Bobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina

Come pick up my mind Mossy Oak and take it to the cleaners

Somewhere in the front next to the Chevy where you seen us

Gettin' mobile hydrated, intravenous, boy

[Chorus: Yelawolf]

'Cause I got a whole lot of money (Money), whole lot of time (Time)

Take me to the mall (Mall), I'm losin' my mind

I'm country rich (Rich)

I'm country rich, alright

Got a whole lot of money (Money), whole lot of time (Time)

Buy the whole bar, I hope you don't mind

I'm country rich (Rich)

I'm country rich, alright (Alright)

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]

And I just stuffed fifty racks in a can of empty Pringles

Put quarter sacks in the plastic back of a pink flamingo

The new Pirellis back on the Chevy, still coughin' heavy

Burnin' so much rubber I caught the emphysema

Donuts in the parking lot, it's two cops in the parking lot, it's

Too hot to the cop but I'm too hot for the chopping block, uh

B-boy like I'm pop and lockin', country like mom and papa

Yelawolf and DJ Paul, man, these global southern scholars

Better ask your dope man when he's coming

'Cause I got a plug in cleats, yeah, that's how much that he loves running

Drop me in a bucket seat, you can hear the muffler grunting

Glass pipes underneath the dune buggy, dummy

[Chorus: Yelawolf]

'Cause I got a whole lot of money (Money), whole lot of time (Time)

Take me to the mall (Mall), I'm losin' my mind

I'm country rich (Rich)

I'm country rich, alright

Got a whole lot of money (Money), whole lot of time (Time)

Buy the whole bar, I hope you don't mind

I'm country rich (Rich)

I'm country rich, alright (DJ Paul, Slumafia)

[Verse 3: DJ Paul]

From the projects and the Pyrex to me riding in the finest

I'm a country rich nigga, I finesse you before I finance

I get calls from the finest, even though I might decline it

Got your bitch's pictures in my iCloud, not the climate

Stuck in my county shit, Chevy or the Rolls?  I'm undecided

My house ain't got no neighbors, lemme find out it's an island

Bitch, it ain't no way around it, pass the weed like an assignment

Drink a twelve pack in a minute, I'll make Bud Light wanna sign me

I'm a black hillbilly, I put sixes on the Bentley

Climb on top of that motherfucker and I down bottle of Henny

Please excuse my country grammar, got me feelin' like I'm Nelly

It's Tennessee thang, I came up no fucking helpin', ya bitch

[Chorus: Yelawolf]

Got a whole lot of money (Money), whole lot of time (Time)

Take me to the mall (Mall), I'm losin' my mind

I'm country rich (Rich)

I'm country rich, alright

Got a whole lot of money (Money), whole lot of time (Time)

Buy the whole bar, I hope you don't mind

I'm country rich (Rich)

I'm country rich, alright

Got a whole lot of money (Money), whole lot of time (Time)

Take me to the mall (Mall), I'm losin' my mind

I'm country rich (Rich)

I'm country rich, alright

Got a whole lot of money (Money), whole lot of time (Time)

Buy the whole bar, I hope you don't mind

I'm country rich (Rich)

I'm country rich, alright