[{"id":12025780,"name":"Off the Rails (feat. Upchurch)","trackName":"Off the Rails (feat. Upchurch)","artistName":"Bottleneck","albumName":"Keep 'em Spinnin","duration":192.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nWe gonna kill it Bottleneck\nRedneck Nation\nBitch\nWoo\nUpchurch (Upchurch)\nBottleneck (Bottleneck)\nWe 'bout to get it\nOh yeah\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nMuddy water in my veins\nAll of my jeans got deer blood stains\nAll of my trucks got rust on the frame\nWith a big light bar and some dents in the paint\nGun in the glass, tinted my windows\nI am the truth bitch I am no pretender\nAnd all of my Dixie chicks sweeter than Splenda\nGon' be a rockstar, what's my agenda\nI'm tougher than most and I don't even try\n'Cause I'm catchin' good traction like I'm four-wheel drive\nI'm gone like Earnhardt I leave 'em behind\nAnd I flip 'em a bird from way up in the sky\nCountry as cornbread and big red tomatoes\nI stare through my phone in some sick Aviators\nCountry rap prince I'm the Intimidator\nAnd fuck all my haters with two middle fingers bitch\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nDirty boy with a dirty kind\nRaised in the bottom straight from the vine\nIf you come down here runnin' that trap\nYou're ass outta gas, fuck with a gaffe\nWhatcha gonna do? Where you gon' run?\nWe some dirty motherfuckers we used to the mud\nYou played with wrong knife, that's right\nI'ma hit like bird fight, get sliced\nRebel flag raised get your honky up\nEver look close at a Dixie cup\nAll white inside, certified\nSpittin' on you motherfuckers redneck style\nGot it in my blood, dirt in my heart\nWhat do I even mean when I fart\nYes sir I'm rednecknecktified\nI'm a filthy ass cracker 'til the day I die\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Off the Rails (feat. Upchurch)\n  artist: Bottleneck\n  album: Keep 'em Spinnin\n  duration_ms: 192000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah\n  We gonna kill it Bottleneck\n  Redneck Nation\n  Bitch\n  Woo\n  Upchurch (Upchurch)\n  Bottleneck (Bottleneck)\n  We 'bout to get it\n  Oh yeah\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Muddy water in my veins\n  All of my jeans got deer blood stains\n  All of my trucks got rust on the frame\n  With a big light bar and some dents in the paint\n  Gun in the glass, tinted my windows\n  I am the truth bitch I am no pretender\n  And all of my Dixie chicks sweeter than Splenda\n  Gon' be a rockstar, what's my agenda\n  I'm tougher than most and I don't even try\n  'Cause I'm catchin' good traction like I'm four-wheel drive\n  I'm gone like Earnhardt I leave 'em behind\n  And I flip 'em a bird from way up in the sky\n  Country as cornbread and big red tomatoes\n  I stare through my phone in some sick Aviators\n  Country rap prince I'm the Intimidator\n  And fuck all my haters with two middle fingers bitch\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Dirty boy with a dirty kind\n  Raised in the bottom straight from the vine\n  If you come down here runnin' that trap\n  You're ass outta gas, fuck with a gaffe\n  Whatcha gonna do? Where you gon' run?\n  We some dirty motherfuckers we used to the mud\n  You played with wrong knife, that's right\n  I'ma hit like bird fight, get sliced\n  Rebel flag raised get your honky up\n  Ever look close at a Dixie cup\n  All white inside, certified\n  Spittin' on you motherfuckers redneck style\n  Got it in my blood, dirt in my heart\n  What do I even mean when I fart\n  Yes sir I'm rednecknecktified\n  I'm a filthy ass cracker 'til the day I die\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n"},{"id":8887019,"name":"Off the Rails (feat. Upchurch)","trackName":"Off the Rails (feat. Upchurch)","artistName":"Bottleneck/Upchurch","albumName":"Keep 'em Spinnin","duration":192.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nWe gonna kill it Bottleneck\nRedneck Nation\nBitch\nWoo\nUpchurch (Upchurch)\nBottleneck (Bottleneck)\nWe 'bout to get it\nOh yeah\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nMuddy water in my veins\nAll of my jeans got deer blood stains\nAll of my trucks got rust on the frame\nWith a big light bar and some dents in the paint\nGun in the glass, tinted my windows\nI am the truth bitch I am no pretender\nAnd all of my Dixie chicks sweeter than Splenda\nGon' be a rockstar, what's my agenda\nI'm tougher than most and I don't even try\n'Cause I'm catchin' good traction like I'm four-wheel drive\nI'm gone like Earnhardt I leave 'em behind\nAnd I flip 'em a bird from way up in the sky\nCountry as cornbread and big red tomatoes\nI stare through my phone in some sick Aviators\nCountry rap prince I'm the Intimidator\nAnd fuck all my haters with two middle fingers bitch\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nDirty boy with a dirty kind\nRaised in the bottom straight from the vine\nIf you come down here runnin' that trap\nYou're ass outta gas, fuck with a gaffe\nWhatcha gonna do? Where you gon' run?\nWe some dirty motherfuckers we used to the mud\nYou played with wrong knife, that's right\nI'ma hit like bird fight, get sliced\nRebel flag raised get your honky up\nEver look close at a Dixie cup\nAll white inside, certified\nSpittin' on you motherfuckers redneck style\nGot it in my blood, dirt in my heart\nWhat do I even mean when I fart\nYes sir I'm rednecknecktified\nI'm a filthy ass cracker 'til the day I die\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Off the Rails (feat. Upchurch)\n  artist: Bottleneck/Upchurch\n  album: Keep 'em Spinnin\n  duration_ms: 192000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah\n  We gonna kill it Bottleneck\n  Redneck Nation\n  Bitch\n  Woo\n  Upchurch (Upchurch)\n  Bottleneck (Bottleneck)\n  We 'bout to get it\n  Oh yeah\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Muddy water in my veins\n  All of my jeans got deer blood stains\n  All of my trucks got rust on the frame\n  With a big light bar and some dents in the paint\n  Gun in the glass, tinted my windows\n  I am the truth bitch I am no pretender\n  And all of my Dixie chicks sweeter than Splenda\n  Gon' be a rockstar, what's my agenda\n  I'm tougher than most and I don't even try\n  'Cause I'm catchin' good traction like I'm four-wheel drive\n  I'm gone like Earnhardt I leave 'em behind\n  And I flip 'em a bird from way up in the sky\n  Country as cornbread and big red tomatoes\n  I stare through my phone in some sick Aviators\n  Country rap prince I'm the Intimidator\n  And fuck all my haters with two middle fingers bitch\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Dirty boy with a dirty kind\n  Raised in the bottom straight from the vine\n  If you come down here runnin' that trap\n  You're ass outta gas, fuck with a gaffe\n  Whatcha gonna do? Where you gon' run?\n  We some dirty motherfuckers we used to the mud\n  You played with wrong knife, that's right\n  I'ma hit like bird fight, get sliced\n  Rebel flag raised get your honky up\n  Ever look close at a Dixie cup\n  All white inside, certified\n  Spittin' on you motherfuckers redneck style\n  Got it in my blood, dirt in my heart\n  What do I even mean when I fart\n  Yes sir I'm rednecknecktified\n  I'm a filthy ass cracker 'til the day I die\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n"},{"id":8887018,"name":"Off the Rails (feat. Upchurch)","trackName":"Off the Rails (feat. Upchurch)","artistName":"Bottleneck feat. Upchurch","albumName":"Keep 'em Spinnin","duration":192.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nWe gonna kill it Bottleneck\nRedneck Nation\nBitch\nWoo\nUpchurch (Upchurch)\nBottleneck (Bottleneck)\nWe 'bout to get it\nOh yeah\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nMuddy water in my veins\nAll of my jeans got deer blood stains\nAll of my trucks got rust on the frame\nWith a big light bar and some dents in the paint\nGun in the glass, tinted my windows\nI am the truth bitch I am no pretender\nAnd all of my Dixie chicks sweeter than Splenda\nGon' be a rockstar, what's my agenda\nI'm tougher than most and I don't even try\n'Cause I'm catchin' good traction like I'm four-wheel drive\nI'm gone like Earnhardt I leave 'em behind\nAnd I flip 'em a bird from way up in the sky\nCountry as cornbread and big red tomatoes\nI stare through my phone in some sick Aviators\nCountry rap prince I'm the Intimidator\nAnd fuck all my haters with two middle fingers bitch\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nDirty boy with a dirty kind\nRaised in the bottom straight from the vine\nIf you come down here runnin' that trap\nYou're ass outta gas, fuck with a gaffe\nWhatcha gonna do? Where you gon' run?\nWe some dirty motherfuckers we used to the mud\nYou played with wrong knife, that's right\nI'ma hit like bird fight, get sliced\nRebel flag raised get your honky up\nEver look close at a Dixie cup\nAll white inside, certified\nSpittin' on you motherfuckers redneck style\nGot it in my blood, dirt in my heart\nWhat do I even mean when I fart\nYes sir I'm rednecknecktified\nI'm a filthy ass cracker 'til the day I die\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\nRedneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\nSlingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\nWe in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\nA country boy, yeah, the dirty kind","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Off the Rails (feat. Upchurch)\n  artist: Bottleneck feat. Upchurch\n  album: Keep 'em Spinnin\n  duration_ms: 192000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah\n  We gonna kill it Bottleneck\n  Redneck Nation\n  Bitch\n  Woo\n  Upchurch (Upchurch)\n  Bottleneck (Bottleneck)\n  We 'bout to get it\n  Oh yeah\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Muddy water in my veins\n  All of my jeans got deer blood stains\n  All of my trucks got rust on the frame\n  With a big light bar and some dents in the paint\n  Gun in the glass, tinted my windows\n  I am the truth bitch I am no pretender\n  And all of my Dixie chicks sweeter than Splenda\n  Gon' be a rockstar, what's my agenda\n  I'm tougher than most and I don't even try\n  'Cause I'm catchin' good traction like I'm four-wheel drive\n  I'm gone like Earnhardt I leave 'em behind\n  And I flip 'em a bird from way up in the sky\n  Country as cornbread and big red tomatoes\n  I stare through my phone in some sick Aviators\n  Country rap prince I'm the Intimidator\n  And fuck all my haters with two middle fingers bitch\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Dirty boy with a dirty kind\n  Raised in the bottom straight from the vine\n  If you come down here runnin' that trap\n  You're ass outta gas, fuck with a gaffe\n  Whatcha gonna do? Where you gon' run?\n  We some dirty motherfuckers we used to the mud\n  You played with wrong knife, that's right\n  I'ma hit like bird fight, get sliced\n  Rebel flag raised get your honky up\n  Ever look close at a Dixie cup\n  All white inside, certified\n  Spittin' on you motherfuckers redneck style\n  Got it in my blood, dirt in my heart\n  What do I even mean when I fart\n  Yes sir I'm rednecknecktified\n  I'm a filthy ass cracker 'til the day I die\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n\n  Redneckified, dirty boy I'm certified\n  Slingin' mud, bottled up, we ride on tractor tires\n  We in the mud and yeah we kick it southern style\n  A country boy, yeah, the dirty kind\n"}]