Lil Tracy - Like A Farmer (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert & Tracy] I got horses in my car just like a farmer Yeehaw Yeehaw, finna pick up your daughter Yeehaw Yeah Gren8 beats [Chorus: Tracy] I got horses in my car like a farmer (a farmer) Yeehaw, finna pick up your daughter (yeehaw) He want beef, I'ma have to get him slaughtered (get him slaughtered) He want beef, I'ma have to get him slaughtered I got horses in my car like a farmer Yeehaw, finna pick up your daughter (your daughter) He want beef, I'ma have to get him slaughtered (get him slaughtered) He want beef, I'ma have to get him slaughtered (get him slaughtered) [Verse 1: Tracy] Yeah, don't come 'round here We don't like your kind (don't like your kind) I've been f**in' these s*uts, but I love my wife (but I love my wife) Got a big ol' truck, so we all gon' ride I'm sippin' lean like a Coors Light (yah, yah) Boy, this town ain't big enough for the both of us I got a shotgun, ridin' shotgun and it's loaded up (grrahh) I heard that who*e say, "You handsome" Put that heat to your face, I'ma brand ya (I'ma brand ya) Hell yeah, yeehaw (yeehaw) I swear these people need God (need God) I got some horses in this truck, keep up I got some horses in this truck, keep up (keep up) [Chorus: Tracy & Lil Uzi Vert] I got horses in my car like a farmer (like a farmer) Yeehaw, finna pick up your daughter (yeehaw) He want beef, I'ma have to get him slaughtered (get him slaughtered) He want beef, I'ma have to get him slaughtered I got horses in my car like a farmer (just like a farmer) Yeehaw, finna pick up your daughter (yeehaw) He want beef, I'ma have to get him slaughtered (get him slaughtered) He want beef, I'ma have to get him slaughtered (get him slaughtered) [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert] Gotta trip, new coupe, follow her own roots (yeehaw) Wrinkle on my jeans, on belt buckles, no j**els Bless your heart, you're fixin' to lie You're cute as a bu*ton, but don't got fake b**bs Yes, I have a tractor, you don't like to fly Took her on a trip to Texas, treat it like Dubai I'm in Colorado Springs like I'm in Bora Bora (Bora Bora) We get Tyson money, sell the chicken by the quarter We don't eat lobster, but we floss Got a lot of land in Georgia Just in case of a storm, girlies all up in my bunker in Florida I planted a seed, I declare what's gonna come out of the soil Not talkin' 'bout no lean, but I got that mud, I'm sellin' oil [Chorus: Tracy & Lil Uzi Vert] I got horses in my car like a farmer (like a farmer) Yeehaw, finna pick up your daughter (yeehaw) He want beef, I'ma have to get him slaughtered (get him slaughtered) He want beef, I'ma have to get him slaughtered I got horses in my car like a farmer (just like a farmer) Yeehaw, finna pick up your daughter (yeehaw) He want beef, I'ma have to get him slaughtered (get him slaughtered) He want beef, I'ma have to get him slaughtered (get him slaughtered)