Forgiato Blow That's Me Remix Lyrics

[Intro]
I'm a legendary black redneck
(O with that bass drum)

[Verse 1: JoelPatrick]
Brown skin but I lean right
Uncle Tom 'cause I act white
Pro-2A that's gun rights
Like a Bald Eagle, take-take flight

[Chorus: JoelPatrick]
You can say what you want I don't give a care
Still cruisin' down the road with my flag in the air
In my big orange truck with the King Ranch trim
Cruisin' round the city in my 35-inch rims
I'm Country, not because of my skin
It's not about what you are, it's from within
I'm Country, that's what I wanna be, yeah
Because that's me
[Verse 2: JoelPatrick]
Cowboy hat with boots to match
I got some wranglers too
Might have some Kane Brown on my radio
Crusin' to "Good as You"
Now won't you do me a favor, and roll some coal on the haters
This is America where dreams come true
Where the sun shines bright on the Red, White and Blue
Just move your feet to this country tune
And if I can be me, you can be you too
Just move your feet to this country tune
And if I can be me, you can be you too

[Chorus: JoelPatrick]
You can say what you want I don't give a care
Still cruisin' down the road with my flag in the air
In my big orange truck with the King Ranch trim Cruisin' round the city in my 35-inch rims
I'm Country, not because of my skin
It's not about what you are, it's from within
I'm Country, that's what I wanna be, yeah
Because that's me

[Verse 3: Forgiato Blow]
Yeah, country
Yeah it's about where you from, you know what I'm saying
What you got inside of you, you feel me?
Forgiato, yeah
Country boy from the bottom
Center folds I got 'em
Got a 45 on my right side
Southern boys we let it fly
Dualie truck with that mud drip
Yo baby on my FaceTime
Still ride around with that red cat
'Cause its about to be a landslide

Big bad Blow, I'm balling off in the sticks
We put that auto trader money in the dirt 'cause we rich
Country this is all we know
We play the honky-tonk radio
It's the two-step rodeo
Let the good times always roll

[Chorus: JoelPatrick]
You can say what you want I don't give a care
Still cruisin' down the road with my flag in the air
In my big orange truck with the King Ranch trim
Cruisin' round the city in my 35-inch rims
I'm Country, not because of my skin
It's not about what you are, it's from within
I'm Country, that's what I wanna be, yeah
Because that's me