Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rebel Till I Die , by - WHO TF IS JUSTIN TIME?Release date: 24.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rebel Till I Die |
| Arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Arm out the window with a jar full of shine (Redneck Rave shit) |
| Arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Arm out the window with a jar full of shine (Redneck Rave shit) |
| Drive a big old truck and you know it’s sittin' high |
| Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie |
| Don’t tread on me, I’m a rebel 'til I die |
| With my arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Drive a big old truck and you know it’s sittin' high |
| Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie |
| Don’t tread on me, I’m a rebel 'til I die |
| With my arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Drive a big old truck and you know it’s sittin' high |
| Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie |
| Don’t tread on me, I’m a rebel 'til I die |
| With my arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Drive a big old truck and you know it’s sittin' high |
| Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie |
| Don’t tread on me, I’m a rebel 'til I die |
| With my arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| At the Redneck Rave 'bout to party all night |
| Hit the pit hard and I make the mud fly |
| In the back of the Chevy got a flag with some stripes |
| Everybody muddy, everybody know the phrase |
| Two-wheel ridin' just in time for the save |
| Ba-back of the trails got mud on my face |
| First rapper that you know got mud on the stage |
| Middle fingers up, I’ma rebel 'til I die |
| And I’m chuggin' Fireball and a couple Bud Lights |
| Started in a corn field and now we nationwide |
| Got a couple million skins and we all gon' ride |
| Realest in the game you can see it in my eyes |
| Pu-pu-puttin' down the green like I’m burnin' up some tires |
| Eat a little cornbread and raise a little hell |
| I ain’t never gave a damn and I prolly never will |
| Drive a big old truck and you know it’s sittin' high |
| Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie |
| Don’t tread on me, I’m a rebel 'til I die |
| With my arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Drive a big old truck and you know it’s sittin' high |
| Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie |
| Don’t tread on me, I’m a rebel 'til I die |
| With my arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Drive a big old truck and you know it’s sittin' high |
| Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie |
| Don’t tread on me, I’m a rebel 'til I die |
| With my arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Drive a big old truck and you know it’s sittin' high |
| Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie |
| Don’t tread on me, I’m a rebel 'til I die |
| With my arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Party in the woods knee deep in the pines |
| Tire tracks lead to a damn good time |
| Where we might mosh pit when the shit gets wild |
| 24 valve Cummins with a long ass bed |
| 24 swingin' long nice tanned up legs |
| Little mama got parts like she made by JEGS |
| And she want to hit a turbo wind up in the sticks |
| Yeti on chill, fuck payin' bills |
| I’m tryna get loose as a goose in the hills |
| Scratched up paint with them fat ass wheels |
| Square body body rockin' cam' hittin' them licks |
| The black smoke roll like my roof on fire |
| Backyard bonfire burnin' old truck tires |
| Redneck Kevin Gates, bitch I don’t get tired |
| Big city contracts didn’t get me high |
| On my Donald Trump shit gettin' everybody fired |
| Showed up a little muddy with Justin Time |
| Got a DUI 'cause I roll over the lines |
| And I ain’t even the one who decided to drive |
| Drive a big old truck and you know it’s sittin' high |
| Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie |
| Don’t tread on me, I’m a rebel 'til I die |
| With my arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Drive a big old truck and you know it’s sittin' high |
| Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie |
| Don’t tread on me, I’m a rebel 'til I die |
| With my arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Drive a big old truck and you know it’s sittin' high |
| Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie |
| Don’t tread on me, I’m a rebel 'til I die |
| With my arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| Drive a big old truck and you know it’s sittin' high |
| Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie |
| Don’t tread on me, I’m a rebel 'til I die |
| With my arm out the window with a jar full of shine |
| With a jar full of shine |
| With a jar full of shine |
| With a jar full of shine |
| With a jar full of shine |