On them backroads where them alligators crawl
In the swampland, we ain't worried 'bout the law
You can find me in the woods
With my dogs Under pine trees, in the land of the lost
I've been drinkin' on this whiskey
Got my head up in the clouds
And if this world keep f**g with me
I ain't never coming down
So f**k this mask and all this trash
That y'all keep tryna spread around
Zip your glass or kiss my ass
But I ain't dealing with you clowns with some more
Land of lost lost lost
God bless some more more more
The land of the lostlost lost
I was raised in the country country
And I paid all my dues all my dues
I was made in the country country
I won't change just for you
The place I call my home is deep out in the woods
If you don't belong you better keep up out these woods
Like my trucks loud and my cars real fast
Love the sound of a shotgun glass
Come around acting all big and bad
Then mister postman that's gonna be your ass
Now I pray to the lord above
Trouble stays a hell away from us
Just in case one day it comes
I'm not afraid I got them loaded up
It's in my blood it's in my roots
I keep it real down to my boots
And they hate to see me winning cause they say I'm
Born to lose might be true
But I ain't losing I ain't making no excuses
In the land of the lost
We gotta keep it moving on
Them bankrolls where them alligators
Crawl in the swamp land
We ain't worried bout no laws
You can find me in the woods
With my dogs under pine trees
In the land of a lost
I've been drinking on this whiskey
Got my head up in the clouds
Girl keep f**g with me
I ain't never coming down
So f**k this mask and all this trash
That y'all keep tryna spread around
Zip your glass or kiss my ass
But I ain't dealing with you clowns with some more
Lost lost lost god bless them all
Come on come on the land of the lost
Lost lost new breed breed
It was backwoods and fishing holes
Wild hogs and tab h**s
It was bob cats andbad codes with a whole last
On these back roads
A bunch of assholes and country hicks
Outlaws and lunatics
They would chew the backwards smoke cigarette
And her breath smell like omen
Walkie's best back then no one even ever heard of me
But nowadays everybody wanna flirt with death
You better pray up to god for the ones that's left
But between me and you it's a hell of a mess I mean
Drive through the country take a look around you all
You can smell the m**h cooking like a f**g hound dog
And I put too many of my friends in the ground
Though they locked independent
They ain't never coming out
Then the pills came and shit for real
Changed childhood just don't feel the same
Daddy strung out and we got bills to pay
So we caught a case and got locked away
Back in the day it was different times
I guess I came up in a nick of time
Cause I still seen hell and been victimized
But I'mma get what's mine cause I'm a different kind
I'm wild awake I don't sleep good
I'm from rock ridgein creek wood in the deep woods
I was raised up so this bullshit don't phase us
No government gonna save us
Ain't no way in hell you gonna play us
We prayed up these mask off in these last days
This islast call your soft ass won't last long
You better stand up and be a man boy
Don't back down when it goes down
You better learn how to throw hands
Boy them bankrolls
Where them alligators crawl in the swamp land
We ain't worried bout no laws
You can find me in the woods
With my dogs under pine trees
In the land of the lost
I've been drinking on this whiskey
Got my head up in the clouds
Girl keep f**g with me I ain't never coming down
So f**k this mask and all this trash
That y'all keep tryna spread around
Tip your glass or kiss my ass
But I ain't dealin' with you clowns let some more
Slow slow slow slow slow
Slow slow slow slow
Slow slow slow slow slow slow slow slow slow