Don’t F With Texas

Country rap with stomping four-on-the-floor kick, dusty acoustic strums, trap hats, and a twangy lead line; verse rides sparse guitar and handclaps, pre-chorus tightens with rising snare rolls and gang replies, chorus hits with a big chantable hook and sub-bass under the stomp. Lead vocal stays rough and close-mic in verses, doubled and shouted on the hook, with short delay throws on the key line. Fiddle squeals, boot-stomp percussion, and reverse swells drive transitions. Bright, gritty, arena-ready mix with a raw back-porch edge., country, rap