Lyrics
[Verse]
Boots caked thick, dirt roads for veins,
Mud-splattered dreams, can't wipe the stains.
Hunting Ronnie Mac, he's the ghost of the woods,
Chased him through the briars, misunderstood.
Pistol heavy, hogs squeal in the night,
Trap set, chains clink—ready to fight.
[Chorus]
Thugging in the mud, ain't no shame,
Hard to tame, top of the game.
Pistol packing, hog trapping, no bluff,
Bad motherf***er, you know the stuff.
[Verse 2]
Amywood crackle, bonfire glow,
Smoke in my lungs, let the bourbon flow.
Four-wheel slide, tearing trails like thunder,
Ronnie's shadow moves, make a man wonder.
Hands steady, heart wild, call it fate,
In this dirty life, we dominate.
[Chorus]
Thugging in the mud, ain't no shame,
Hard to tame, top of the game.
Pistol packing, hog trapping, no bluff,
Bad motherf***er, you know the stuff.
[Bridge]
Camouflage soul, blending in deep,
Predator's creed, we don’t lose sleep.
Tracks in the muck, tales untold,
Legends carved where the nights are cold.
[Chorus]
Thugging in the mud, ain't no shame,
Hard to tame, top of the game.
Pistol packing, hog trapping, no bluff,
Bad motherf***er, you know the stuff.
Style
and male vocalstraprapbass-heavy with sharp hi-hatseerie synthsgritty
Prompt
male trap about thugging and mudding and hunting Ronnie Mac with attack amywood thuggin hard to tame top of game pistol packing hog trapping bad mother fucker you know the game
Credits
Prompt by
realTune879
realTune879GeneratedAug 16, 2025
ModelAria v4