Outshine Me

Lyrics

I got a copper still hand built up in the hills
 Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill
 White liquor hits you quicker; knock you off your feet
 Lay down your mason jars, you can't outshine me
 I'mma put it out here; let me tell ya something,
 What d'y'all think my still be pumpin?
 90 proof; spit the truth
 Stop telling everybody you can do what I do.
 So if you can, you better get like me;
 Go sit down and write a hit like me.
 From where I stand you ain't shoot to me;
 Gotta sell a few mill outta your own still
 I won't sugar coat it; burn your throat it
 Kids aint scared...
 I'm Locked and loaded
 Real is all me; they all can feel me
 Dirt road disciple (da-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 it a little better than anyone does it.
 Y'all are chasin' a thoroughbred
 Y'all done got lapped I'm miles ahead
 Too late to slow down; I'm a runaway train
 Colt Ford; remember my name
 Haters, Tweeters, bloggers, bashers;
 Watch your mouth cause I run these pastures
 2x
 
 I can't take this,
 I wanna make this real clear;
 What d'ya'll think I been doin' here?
 Switchin' gears and changing lanes
 Jackin' up trucks; running down Lames
 Light that flame for America
 Cross that line I'll bury ya;
 Gotta shotgun that'll take care of ya
 And a mudhole that' I'll bury ya
 Gotta bunch of county folks all down to ride;
 And a bunch of rednecks aint scared to fight.
 I'mma give it to ya my way: dirt road, hi-way,
 four wheel, Jack it up; talk sh*t; back it up.
 Yall a trip and I'm out of your league
 Sippin' shine and I'm hard to see
 I'm something that you'll never be;
 It's a pipe dream, You can't outshine me
 Cause Im dura-coated; turbo charged
 Everything about me is large
 Y'all are chasin a thoroughbred
 Y'all done got lapped I'm miles ahead
 Too late to slow down I'm a runaway train
 Colt Ford; remember my name
 Haters, Tweeters, bloggers, bashers
 Watch your mouth cause I run these pastures
 ♪
 4x
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:52
Key
9
Tempo
132 BPM

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