[Verse 1: Tuck]
Some of that Jack Daniels
Some of that Jim Bean
They taste the same to me but one of'em come from Hennessy
And I cannot f*ck with that
Gotta get Kentucky's finest
And the motherf*ckin' lab with the pen and the pad is where you'll find us
Oh ya'll some big timers
We just some cool cats
We come from a place where they grow that bud and make them baseball bats
Louisville Slugger don't make me have to f*ck ya
We takin' this rap game over puttin' that on my mother
[Verse 2: Demi]
Gotta get up out the club
'Cause I can't stand this no more
I can't take this sh*t no more
Rather kick it at the home blown sippin' on a fifth or more
So stoned that a grown man hits the floor sure
Wakin' up like what the f*ck boy
Throwin' up like f*ck the crown Roy
He's got another muggle huggin' in his bast*rd Troy
I guess he's so low Benson
The only Billy wrenchin'
I say we drop the tension right before your name is mentioned
And get up get out or drank of my flask
Throw up the South we'll thank your last glass
Lookin' for the time but the time won't pass
At last
People can smell the bluegrass