Jimmy Mathis

New south, [Incomprehensible] Athems Joy, Mudd Kat'z [Incomprehensible] The Mathis family, they cant hide Their money from us no more, it's going down Jimmy Mathis, please come out here And tell these folks who ya son is And Mama tell Russell, load the shotgun And get this loot 'cause we ain't got none Jimmy Mathis, please come out here And tell these folks who ya son is And Mama tell Russell, load the shotgun And get this loot 'cause we ain't got none Any blood sheared for causes that deserves it, is blood well worth it We fought to preserve it, you caught him in person You know Bubba siked out, you hate it when they talk But love it when I shout f**k with me, I doubt that you really can When I get to doin' my Hill Billy dance, a step to the left And 2 back to the right, take a shot of petrone And get back to the mic Yeah I'm rappin' tonite, but as soon as the light hit I'm all about the green man, to hell with this white shit Unless it's that white shit that speed up ya pulse rate Some cardiac arrest so sweet with a dough taste This what they must face, I'ma be right here Spittin' these flames out, and drinkin' Bud Light beer 'Til the cows home and the dogs quit barkin' Daddy tell 'em who I am and don't beg no pardons Jimmy Mathis, please come out here And tell these folks who ya son is And Mama tell, Russell, load the shotgun And get this loot 'cause we ain't got none Jimmy Mathis, please come out here And tell these folks who ya son is And Mama, tell Russell, load the shotgun And get this loot 'cause we ain't got none They watch me in the country, like the rates on Sunday And I wear the crown for 'em till you take it from me I made some money, but blew most up Bought and sold all the shit that you bust up But I love my life, and ain't much I regret I just hope I remember half of what I forget Through years and the tears, the blood and the sweat But if you ever believe, its time to double your bet 'Cause I ain't even tapped into half my potential But I have shown growth though and that is essential Grab you a pencil, jot a few notes down The questions they asked me, the answers I know now Bet I ain't no clown, f**k what you thought, dogg I'm with Jimmy Mathis ol' truck with a saw, dogg Just to rip up, let some shit jump We'll take it to the water, and yo shit will get sunk Jimmy Mathis, please come out here And tell these folks who ya son is And Mama, tell Russell, load the shotgun And get this loot 'cause we ain't got none Jimmy Mathis, please come out here And tell these folks who ya son is And Mama, tell Russell, load the shotgun And get this loot 'cause we ain't got none Jimmy Mathis, please come out here And tell these folks who ya son is And Mama, tell Russell, load the shotgun And get this loot 'cause we ain't got none Jimmy Mathis, please come out here And tell these folks who ya son is And Mama, tell Russell, load the shotgun And get this loot 'cause we ain't got none, wot?