Mudd Digger - Four Wheel Season

〈Chorus: Digger〉
Yee it's a four wheel season
Get fuckboy killed no reason
Man we from the hill stop tweakin'
Got blood stains on my deerskin
Yee it's a four wheel season
Gon' stuff your wife thanksigivng
Man we on a hunt gunslingin'
Mud boys like death come creepin'

〈Verse: Digger〉
Yea Jeep Cherokee man
Boutta run you over
If I see u on my land
Damn you got lost my friend
Send you down to hell
And then I'll meet you there again
I'm off the back pain pills
Baby I may go insane
Going killbilly mode
I'ts a redneck rampage
Like some raw Johnsoville's
Throw you in my dogs cage
I'ts an old German Shepherd
And he got 'em big ol' fangs
Yee it's a four wheel season
Get fuckboy killed no reason
Man we from thе hill stop tweakin'
Got blood stains on my deerskin
Yee it's a four wheel season
Gon' stuff your wife thanksigivng
Man wе on a hunt gunslingin'
Mud boys like death come creepin'

〈Verse 2: Duff〉
Laughin'
Real G never stressin'
When there's gas on the ground
I be the one that hold matches
Yall rapacious
And those ain't ever been your acres
I got eyes across the woods
I see them fuckers on my trailcams
Stay down
Push 'em hobnails
To ya face now
Ten rounds
Make ya brain fly
Fore you say some
Play dumb
I'll put ya head next to Yogi's
Displayed above tha bed
Now watch me fuck yo bitch doggy
〈Interlude: Digger〉
Ey Duff
See those doggone city slickers
Trippin' round the logs 'n shit
Man fuck that
Bring down ya husky man
Shit's boutta get real nasty

〈Chorus: Digger〉
Yee it's a four wheel season
Get fuckboy killed no reason
Man we from the hill stop tweakin'
Got blood stains on my deerskin
Yee it's a four wheel season
Gon' stuff your wife thanksigivng
Man we on a hunt gunslingin'
Mud boys like death come creepin'