Got the big subs knockin’ And the whiskey bottles poppin’ (Gettin’ up) And I’m ridin’ with my folks Can’t give a fuck about the law Or the haters or tomorrow (Gettin’ up) And I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) I said I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) I said I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) Got the windows down, fuck it now, smilin’ at my boys (Gettin’ up) And I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up)
Black 1500, 120 on the interstate Subs underneath the seat the size of a dinner plate 2500 watts, flip face, pushin’ bass Girl on my line, it get rotated like spinner bait You can’t hold a plane, nah dog let me demonstrate Trout, carp and bass ain’t the only thing that’s in our lake Better act fast or your ass will be grass Gettin’ mowed over by a bulldozer, hit the gas I’m lightin’ up the trees like the ghost of Christmas past It’s a Fatt Tarr, Mr. Alabaster Black And I’m back like Dracula, flask in my hand With some Tennessee legends, you a flash in the pan All my hittas kamikazes like we crashed in Japan We the Tiller Gang dangit, tippin’ bottles, crackin’ cans Ain’t a chance that you’ll pass, just leave us the hell alone Shotgun to the dome, ain’t talkin’ ’bout blowin’ dro
Got the big subs knockin’ And the whiskey bottles poppin’ (Gettin’ up) And I’m ridin’ with my folks Can’t give a fuck about the law Or the haters or tomorrow (Gettin’ up) And I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) I said I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) I said I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) Got the windows down, fuck it now, smilin’ at my boys (Gettin’ up) And I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up)
Well I’ve been on this hash all damn day (Damn) I’m ’bout to spiral out like a staircase (Damn) My boys all wonderin’ why they starin’ (Damn) It’s probably ’cause our eyes lookin’ buried And we some super-villains feelin’ like the baddest And me and Pryor Beats are beatin’ savage We all blowin’ cabbage That homegrown make you phone home, it ain’t average Tell them hatin’ boys to kiss our asses ‘Cause they know Souljer’s flow Gon’ be lil’ colder than we just hit it My boys go loco, ain’t no bitches with’ me (Bitches with’ me) Drinkin’ on them back roads, ain’t no shitty city (Shitty City) If you think I’m kiddin’ then when you get with’ me See that my house bound full of crazy maniacs I’ve known them all since way back All of us whippin’ Dodge and Chevy Never seen a damn Maybach We was gone a minute then we came back Now you can’t avoid us like a state tax Non-believers need to pray fast ‘Bout to hit their asses in a face mask
Got the big subs knockin’ And the whiskey bottles poppin’ (Gettin’ up) And I’m ridin’ with my folks Can’t give a fuck about the law Or the haters or tomorrow (Gettin’ up) And I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) I said I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) I said I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) Got the windows down, fuck it now, smilin’ at my boys (Gettin’ up) And I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up)
F-F-Fatt Tarr came up to me, said he wanted a beer (Beer) I didn’t even hear him ’cause my mind was on a buck (Buck) Realest in the game, I don’t even give a shit (Shit) Gonna blow it big like Dolly Parton’s cheek bones (What?) Hope up the club with some whiskey All these girls around us gettin’ really, really drunk (Drunk) One of them spiked my drink and put me in a fright (Ah) But now I’m good as gold and wow this beat is really wild B-B-B-Back again with the Souljers Got a 300 pound chick up on my fuckin’ shoulders It hurts that she hit me with her purse, pow Made my headache worse, ow Think I need the nurse to get me high like Captain Kirk, wow Everybody get in my truck Pedal to the medal ’til we get real stuck I don’t give a fuck about whatchu gonna do about it? And I ain’t afraid to shoot Take my boot, take your ass Stick it hard like a Tennessee bass Outlaw with the Redneck Souljers ’bout to leap like Sassafras
Got the big subs knockin’ And the whiskey bottles poppin’ (Gettin’ up) And I’m ridin’ with my folks Can’t give a fuck about the law Or the haters or tomorrow (Gettin’ up) And I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) I said I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) I said I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) Got the windows down, fuck it now, smilin’ at my boys (Gettin’ up) And I’m wild and with my boys
Got the big subs knockin’ And the whiskey bottles poppin’ (Gettin’ up) And I’m ridin’ with my folks Can’t give a fuck about the law Or the haters or tomorrow (Gettin’ up) And I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) I said I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) I said I’m wild and with my boys (Gettin’ up) Got the windows down, fuck it now, smilin’ at my boys (Gettin’ up) And I’m wild and with my boys