[Intro]
"What'll you have?"
"I'm lookin' for Josey Wales."
"That'd be me."
"You're wanted, Wales."
"Reckon I'm right popular. You a bounty hunter?"
"Man’s got to do somethin' for a living these days."
"Dyin’ ain’t much of a livin’, boy.”

[Chorus]
Triple X tatted on my leg
Got the fresh produce on deck
All my shit GMO free
And my whip get about 40 mpg

[Verse]
They don't know nothing about nothing
Came in the game real late like fuck it
Now everybody hitting my phone
I was writing riffs man, you was out clubbing
Cause it ain't work like that
You ain't work hard, you ain't get shit back
And I ain't feel bad
I ain't have much, but it's more than I had
Man I'll stop when I'm dead
Until then, see me with the fair trade threads
I'll be at the skate park with a heavy heart
See I promise that I'd die for my art
[Chorus]
Triple X tatted on my leg
Got the fresh produce on deck
All my shit GMO free
And my whip get about 40 mpg
Triple X tatted on my leg
Got the fresh produce on deck
All my shit GMO free
And my whip get about 40 mpg
Triple X tatted on my leg
Got the fresh produce on deck
All my shit GMO free
And my whip get about 40 mpg
Triple X tatted on my leg
Got the fresh produce on deck
All my shit GMO free
And my whip get about 40 mpg