Creekers Anthem
Creek Squad ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Aww yeah let the BandPlay
Lynyrd Skynyrd jammin' black and tan
Ridin' in the back (You know it)
Skin I'm out here huntin' for the
Folks who wanna test my ass
What you know about them white
Boys from the creek? (What you know?)
Wh-wh-what you know about them white
Boys from the creek?
All I, all I know is ain't nobody playin'
On these little tiny roads
And all I know is we are family
Always ready to unload
Nobody really reps that kind of
People on the famous scale
Until I came out rippin' bars with
Skins on them transparent bale
Rockin' farmers tans like that shit
Is goin' back in style
Gettin' tipsy on Boone's Farm and
Lightin' fuckin' fields on fire
I be burnin' everything into a
Ring of fire for real
I grew it all from muddy water
Mr what's a record deal?
Mr all I know is work
All y'all sounds like y'all wear skirts
Go ahead an put these high heels on
And show me how to twerk
I got the callouses on my hands
But ladies love a country boy
Speakers 'bout to blow up in this
Rusted ass old Tonka Toy
Lynyrd Skynyrd jammin' black and tan
Ridin' in the back
Skin I'm out here huntin' for the
Folks who wanna test my ass
What you know about them white
Boys from the creek?
Wh-wh-what you know about them white
Boys from the creek? Yeah
Lynyrd Skynyrd jammin' black and tan
Ridin' in the back
Skin I'm out here huntin' for the
Folks who wanna test my ass
What you know about them white
Boys from the creek?
Wh-wh-what you know about them white
Boys from the creek? Yeah
You know I'm from the creek
Where them Hollarboys be
We ain't got no time for talk and
We ain't got no time for sleep
Bitch we out here tryna get it
Every day of the week and we pistol packin'
Let me catch you slippin' and you
Gon' get your ass kicked
Ridin' in the brand new blackened
Razor screamin' fuck a hater
All I know is work and countin' paper
Guess I'll see you later
If you tryna fuck with Pond
Creek bitch rest in peace
Anybody from the county know that
We don't give a shit
Moonshine poppin' Jager bottles like
There's no tomorrow
Chillin' in the hollar, poppin' collars
Tryna catch a dollar
Wake up every mornin' thankin' God
That my ends on me
Catch me out in Cheatham County
Where they call me EmzyG
Lynyrd Skynyrd jammin' black and tan
Ridin' in the back
Skin I'm out here huntin' for the
Folks who wanna test my ass
What you know about them white
Boys from the creek?
Wh-wh-what you know about them white
Boys from the creek? Yeah
Lynyrd Skynyrd jammin' black and tan
Ridin' in the back
Skin I'm out here huntin' for the
Folks who wanna test my ass
What you know about them white
Boys from the creek?
Wh-wh-what you know about them white
Boys from the creek? Yeah