We'll Be Yo Huckleberry

Spoken Intro Yeah… we heard all that loud talk All them threats from your safe space But down here, we don’t do much typin’ So if y’all really want it… pull on up Verse 1 She ran that mouth behind bullet proof glass With teeth stolen straight off a real jackass Goosin’ up the North to face off with the South All kinds of dumb shit flowin’ from her mouth The word huckleberry quickly comes to mind We beggin’ you pansies to cross our line Pack up that spunk and come to town Prepare that ass for a real beat down Chorus So load them buses up and point ’em South Quit hidin’ behind that loud-ass mouth Red clay country, we’ll wait all day For some outta-town boys dumb enough to play We’ll be your huckleberry, count on that An epic beat down will make a viral chat And don’t forget the ladies, you can bring them as well We got ’em a surprise… Southern women are hell Verse 2 Them polyester suits won’t fare too well Round blue jean folks raisin’ backwoods hell Bring your keyboard kings with their spellcheck on We will feed you these hands as you type along Y’all keep screamin’ like you want this smoke The invitation is open, pull up or choke We know y’all scared with them chins of glass You couldn’t be melted and poured on our ass Chorus So load them buses up and point ’em South Quit hidin’ behind that loud-ass mouth Red clay country, we’ll wait all day For some outta-town boys dumb enough to play We’ll be your huckleberry, count on that An epic beat down will make a viral chat And don’t forget the ladies, you can bring them as well We got ’em a surprise… Southern women are hell Verse 3 Aw who am I kiddin’, y’all too chicken shit to ride All that shit talk, now searchin’ a place to hide Buncha lost souls bein’ led by the squad Marchin’ behind jackass teeth like she some kinda god Y’all ain’t ridin’ South, you just bark and pretend Keyboard tough till reality set in We will leave you with this as our best advice If you wanna fuck with the South, you better think twice Chorus So load them buses up and point ’em South Quit hidin’ behind that loud-ass mouth Red clay country, we’ll wait all day For some outta-town boys dumb enough to play We’ll be your huckleberry, count on that An epic beat down will make a viral chat And don’t forget the ladies, you can bring them as well We got ’em a surprise… Southern women are hell Bridge We standin’ ready, so bring your best game You ’bout to find out we ain’t built the same As much as we would enjoy this warmup fight The whole world knows you ain’t leavin’ city lights Final Chorus So load them buses up and point ’em South Quit hidin’ behind that loud-ass mouth Red clay country, we’ll wait all day For some outta-town boys dumb enough to play We’ll be your huckleberry, count on that An epic beat down will make a viral chat And don’t forget the ladies, you can bring them as well We got ’em a surprise… Southern women are hell