SOLD OUT Letra - HARDY ft. []

Gold records on the sheetrock

Not bad for a boy from Mississippi

Yeah, I could buy a Maybach

But I'm still in my F-150

And my last name

Is a whole lot bigger than I thought it'd be

A lotta things changed

Except one thing, me

I'm still the same old redneck fuck, don't give a damn

Ain't afraid to throw a dead buck on my Instagram

Grain alcohol in my cup, got the whole house

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out

Yeah, middle finger to the sky, buddy, that's right

I don't sprinkle Dixie Crystal on my half-time (Yeah)

Keep your in-crowd, I'll be the outcast

I'll be country 'til I'm dead, that's on my last name

My last name

Is a whole lot bigger than I thought it'd be

A lotta things changed

But if there's somethin' you should know about me

I'm still the same old redneck fuck, don't give a damn

Ain't afraid to throw a dead buck on my Instagram

Grain alcohol in my cup, got the whole house

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out (Yeah)

Yeah, wall to wall and I still ain't sold out

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out

Yeah, middle finger to the sky 'til I'm gone and dead

.44 in the Ford for the copperheads

Alcohol in my cup, got the whole house

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out

Yeah, middle finger to the sky 'til I'm gone and dead

.44 in the Ford for the copperheads

Alcohol in my cup, got the whole house

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out