Field Mob, I'm Shawn J and him, that's Bulldog      I represent the south and that's the way I'm a keep it   If you got game then peep it, it's the southern way   I wouldn't have it no other way, so muthafuck   What the others say, love it or leave      Yes, it's hard but it's fair, gotta hustle to get it   Keep grindin' and grindin' and soon you will get it   The struggle is in me, that's how I had to live   That's why I'm actin' like a nigga that ain't never had shit      Mashin' the flo master to the floor, petal to the metal   Hear the dual pipes roar, wanna be a balla shot caller   Twenty inch blades, skinny Benny tryin' to get paid      We them country ass niggas from the bottom of the map   Ridin' heavy big bodies and vogues   We drink cheap liquor smoke sticky sweet swisher   And boy we love fucking them hoes      We them country ass niggas from the bottom of the map   Ridin' heavy big bodies and vogues   We drink cheap liquor smoke sticky sweet swisher   And boy we love fucking them hoes      Damn real I'm a country ass nigga, Shawn show no shame   Bare foot on your block selling rock cocaine   Georgia boy from the south spit when I talk   Smack when I eat from the field pimp when I walk      Whoa, 'lil daddy he ain't even not ready   Field Mob come ridin' a stretch box Chevy   Follow me now, I'm a take you   Where the good dope at call it butter   Where the hood folks at in the gutter      Stay low, keep movin' nah you can't stop   Them boys infrared dot your Durag and tank top   That guerrilla coke grown, suburban word   With more grams than a old folks home      Now this the way I slang dick every which a way   Best get your bitch and pray she don't wanna get with J   But if I do mack your bitch   You just shit outta luck like leprechaun laxative      We them country ass niggas from the bottom of the map   Ridin' heavy big bodies and vogues   We drink cheap liquor smoke sticky sweet swisher   And boy we love fucking them hoes      We them country ass niggas from the bottom of the map   Ridin' heavy big bodies and vogues   We drink cheap liquor smoke sticky sweet swisher   And boy we love fucking them hoes      I get sick if I ain't home in the south you can hear it in my voice   Watch I get on the track and ride like a Rolls Royce   And lean in it, spit sixteen, supreme splendid   Tipsy from tangueray with tangerines in it      They say the south slow, folk what's the speed limit?   Nah, fuck the speed limit these bustas need gimmick   The game like a skinny girl pussy, deep   So deep, you could park a limousine in it      All in my green tinted, D's in it Chevy caprice in it   On mean 20's paint shinin' like oil sheens in it   Leanin' on white blunts, so fresh so clean in it   It ain't sprite or water then don't you drink in it      6:15 in beatin' up your spleen in it   Tricks dream to be in it, just to be seen in it   Flex, mug mean in it, when I can't clean it   Man, just like can't clean it      We them country ass niggas from the bottom of the map   Ridin' heavy big bodies and vogues   We drink cheap liquor smoke sticky sweet swisher   And boy we love fucking them hoes      We them country ass niggas from the bottom of the map   Ridin' heavy big bodies and vogues   We drink cheap liquor smoke sticky sweet swisher   And boy we love fucking them hoes