Beyond Squishy - Belt Buccle Lyrics

Easy now, I got somethin' to ask you
You like oatmeal? we got some oatmeal
I like trucks and Jimmy John's
Are you a cowboy?

I'm a country boy
I got country poise
Carry 'round my six-string
Makin country noise
I got my head on straight
Get on my knees and pray
In the bed of my Chevrolet
Cause Sunday's always Jesus day
I'm growing fields of wheat
Got some boots on my feet
I'm yeetin cattle teets
So partner don't square up with me
I'm from the dirty south
Got some dip in my mouth
And then I spit it out
But I got that country clout cause

I wear a belt buckle that's too big
Oversized boots with the six on my hip
I got the shotty in the back 'case my horse gets sick
Y'all don't know nothin bout growin' up like this

Step up in the pit
I'm a matador when I dosey doe
Y'all some clowns
All up on that bull like a rodeo
Ridin horses on the field
Got the spurs up on my heels
On my hip I holster steel
Ready to solve this ordeal
Feral hogs on my lawn
Like every day
I'm skinning leather on my holster
30-50 shots away
I'm in the barnyard
You know I farm hard
You gon be darn sorry
Moseyin' up in these parts

I wear a belt buckle that's too big
Oversized boots with the six on my hip
I got the shotty in the back 'case my horse gets sick
Y'all don't know nothin bout growin' up like this

I been quickly spittin' Simply Southern
Pimpin when I lay my bars
Women weep and the criminals flee
When I pull up with that sheriff star
Giddy up, city buck
Finna show you how it's really done
The kid don't play
So why y'all pullin' up with your sippy cups?
Y'all Goofy hyuck, shirt untucked
Smith and Wesson made Donald Duck
Now Mickey's up, hit him up
Grab the gat and I shimmy up
To the mousetrap
They comin' out fast
But I got my mouse strap
Don't use no mouse traps

I wear a belt buckle that's too big
Oversized boots with the six on my hip
I got the shotty in the back 'case my horse gets sick
Y'all don't know nothin bout growin' up like this