SOLD OUT
演唱：HARDYSOLD OUT (Explicit) - HARDY
Lyrics by：Michael Hardy/David Garcia/Hunter Phelps
Composed by：Michael Hardy/David Garcia/Hunter Phelps
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 f**k don't give a d**n
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 f**k don't give a d**n
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
Lyrics by：Michael Hardy/David Garcia/Hunter Phelps
Composed by：Michael Hardy/David Garcia/Hunter Phelps
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 f**k don't give a d**n
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 f**k don't give a d**n
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