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Intro
Fm Am Fm Cm Fm Cm Db Ab7 Db Ab
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Chorus
Fm
Yeah I'm throwed off
Cm Fm
Ain't about the money I'ma blow it off
Cm Db Db Ab Ab
I made my own lane let's roll ■ let's roll ■
F7
Yeah I'm going off
C7 Fm
Ain't got a whole lot but I'ma show it off
Cm Db Ab7 Ab7
Better recognize game lets roll ■ lets roll
Ab7 G7
Yeah ■
Verse
Fm Cm
■ now let me welcome you to my small town
Fm Cm Db
Big trucks in the yard big bucks on the wall country folks all around ■
Db
How I was raised eight oh eight drums quaking they shake that box eighty
eight
Db Gm7
Yeah and the dope boys hotter than hells gate but I still in the shade
Cm Fm Fm
With a fold out chair a thirty pack on the back of that tailgate ■
Db
Ala BAMA I'm off I might pee in the lake
Db
I might go to Talladega and see me a race
Chorus
Db Fm
And bring me case yeah I'm bringing a case I'm gettin' throwed off
Cm
Yeah I'm throwed off
F7 Fm
Ain't about the money I'ma blow it off
Cm Db Ab Ab Ab
I made my own lane let's roll ■ let's roll ■
F7
Yeah I'm going off
C7 F7
Ain't got a whole lot but I'ma show it off
Cm Cm Ab G
Better recognize game lets roll ■ lets roll ■ ■
Verse
Fm
And I'm all the way throwed off
Fm
Zseventy one take the bow off
Cm
Dipped in mossy oak with a mullet Mohawk
Db
Yeah with a bright orange hat and a bag underneath that Chevy seat
Db Ab
Yeah buddy might go off split you like a bowling ball
Eb
Split you in my overalls
Fm Cm
Yeah home of the gumbo got a couple folks that'd do it to you for hundo'
Fm
And when them elephant feet rumble
Cm
That Dixie cups gonna fall off the console
Db
You don't wanna have a convo' and not understand that 'Bama slanguage
Chorus
Db Ab Fm
Like hollerin' ain't it but I come to paint it so it won't be throwed off
Yeah I'm throwed off
Cm F7
Ain't about the money I'ma blow it off
Cm Db Ab Ab F7
I made my own lane let's roll ■ let's roll ■
F7
Yeah I'm going off
C7 Fm
Ain't got a whole lot but I'ma show it off
Fm Db Ab7 Ab7
Better recognize game lets roll ■ lets roll
Ab7 Eb
I'm ■
Verse
Fm Eb Db
■ just a kid that rocks ■
I'm just a boy with a dream
Db Eb Fm
That bet it all with the last bill that I had hid in my socks ■
Db
Used to keep a twenty two in a shoebox
Db
Now I bang Beretta ■
Eb
She's twentytwo and I keep her in a tube top
Fm Db
White trash and all take us all the way to the top and then laugh it off
Db Eb
Like how the fuck did I get a catalog with more hits than a fucking
jackhammer dog
Db
Cause I planned it all Crimson tide standing tall
Eb
Shit I'm another lit cannon ball
Chorus
Eb F7
Fuck around and I'm going off and I'm getting throwed off
Cm
Yeah I'm throwed off
F7
Ain't about the money I'ma blow it off
Cm Db Ab Ab Ab
I made my own lane let's roll ■ let's roll ■
F7
Yeah I'm going off
Cm C7 F7
Ain't got a whole lot but I'ma show it off
Cm Db Ab Ab7
Better recognize game lets roll ■ ■ lets roll
Ab7 Ab
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Outro
Fm Cm Fm Cm Db Ab Db Ab Fm Cm Fm Cm Cm7
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Db Ab Db Ab Fm
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