[Intro]

"What'll you have?"

"I'm lookin' for Josey Wales."

"That'd be me."

"You're wanted, Wales."

"Reckon I'm right popular. You a bounty hunter?"

"Man’s got to do somethin' for a living these days."

"Dyin’ ain’t much of a livin’, boy.”

[Chorus]

Triple X tatted on my leg

Got the fresh produce on deck

All my shit GMO free

And my whip get about 40 mpg

[Verse]

They don't know nothing about nothing

Came in the game real late like fuck it

Now everybody hitting my phone

I was writing riffs man, you was out clubbing

Cause it ain't work like that

You ain't work hard, you ain't get shit back

And I ain't feel bad

I ain't have much, but it's more than I had

Man I'll stop when I'm dead

Until then, see me with the fair trade threads

I'll be at the skate park with a heavy heart

See I promise that I'd die for my art

[Chorus]

Triple X tatted on my leg

Got the fresh produce on deck

All my shit GMO free

And my whip get about 40 mpg

Triple X tatted on my leg

Got the fresh produce on deck

All my shit GMO free

And my whip get about 40 mpg

Triple X tatted on my leg

Got the fresh produce on deck

All my shit GMO free

And my whip get about 40 mpg

Triple X tatted on my leg

Got the fresh produce on deck

All my shit GMO free

And my whip get about 40 mpg