Bezz Believe - Johnny Dang

{Intro: Bezz Believe}
Country Trapper
Country Trapper, ayy

{Verse: Bezz Believe}
Young Country Trapper, mud drip when I walk
You can tell I'm from the South
But I (?...) when I talk
Get to running on the track like I'm Usain Bolt
Microphone, I'm spitting dope
Like I hit 'em with the .4
Studio session, I'm back with a vengeance
Text Johnny Dang when I'm sliding through Texas
Creme colored Chevy like a light glass of leche
Ándale, ándale, now I'm revving my engine
Trill white boy but my plug is a (?...)
Diamonds so wet, I hit the club with a poncho
Sneak dissing me, but the haters still follow
'Cause thеy could never evеr walk a mile in my zapatos
Kicking like a ninja or a South American soccer player
Big ass truck, tires swinging like a rocking chair
Pass a blunt to the circle like a hot potato
Cell phone dancing like Bachata or the Macarena
My last son, Baby Bradley, he be stunting like is daddy
Anything to make him happy, what I'm gonna do
And when he's old enough, I'll be rolling up
In a stretch limousine when I drop him off to preschool
Serving like the drive-thru at the Zaxby's
Truck full of chopsticks, like I think I'm Japanese
Racks in my pockets got me sagging my khakis
Bezz Believe, your flow to nasty, ayy

{Hook: That Mexican OT}
Louis Vuitton umbrella when I walk through the rain
In the kitchen, whipping chicken, counting bread like Cane's
Good dope got a Mexican looking like Johnny Dang
Knee-deep muddy water, still carrying my K
Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank
I'm a Dirty Bay baby, from Dirty Bay, with a dirty K
Slide down your block, light it up with flames