[Intro]
Yeah
HayWeezy
Backroad to Brooklyn, baby
(uh-huh)
[Verse 1]
Steel toes in the red dirt
Timbs in the truck bed
Snapback, flat brim
Same head, split thread
Ten acres, tenement
Run it up either way
Shotgun on the gun rack
Bars under subway
Mud on my Carhartt
Ink on my knuckles
Hawks in the hayfield
Rats in the tunnels
Got drawl when I talk
Got a snarl when I spit
Country boy cadence
New York grit
[Chorus]
HayWeezy in the backwoods, bangin' in the Bronx
Two-lane swerve, but the flow ride strong
Deep voice rumblin', girl hummin' that song
"Turn that up, turn that up" (mmm, all night long)
HayWeezy in the backwoods, bangin' in the Bronx
Boots on gravel, still stomp through the block
One foot in the barn, one foot on the stoop
Same hard truth when the bass go boom
[Verse 2]
[Female Voice]
Nails on your jawline
Sweet tea on your breath (mmm)
Whisper in your ear
Say your name under my chest
You a problem in them dirt roads
Trouble on them steps
Let me ride shotgun
While you dodge all the feds (yeah)
[Male Voice]
Got a Marlboro lit
And a mind full of plans
Turn a cornfield flip
To a city side scam
From the porch light glow
To the bodega glare
I’m the same cold stare
In a folding chair
[Bridge]
[Female Voice]
You from the sticks, he from the bricks
We mix that talk, that slang, that fix (oh yeah)
You hit the gas, I move my hips
We make that wild world make sense
[Chorus]
HayWeezy in the backwoods, bangin' in the Bronx
Two-lane swerve, but the flow ride strong
Deep voice rumblin', girl hummin' that song
"Turn that up, turn that up" (mmm, all night long)
HayWeezy in the backwoods, bangin' in the Bronx
Boots on gravel, still stomp through the block
One foot in the barn, one foot on the stoop
Same hard truth when the bass go boom