Bottleneck - Yuppie Folks Can't Survive lyrics

(Intro) Now God dang it Outlaw. What did I tell you about them daggum yuppies? They ain't right boy I tell you what YEEEEEEELLLOOO I headed into town There's yuppies all around Their car's broke down And they're layin' on the ground His battery is dead but they don't know what to do Some b**hin' city boy thinkin' that their engine blew He was lookin' at the belt And I didn't even help If you really wanna learn you gotta do it by yourself (gotta do it by yourself) Man that's all that I know Boat(?) O-U-T-L-A- Dub that is what I go by Tires, fires, chicken wires Fresh eggs in the morning that don't expire Country born and country bred I'm a daggum rebel till the day I'm dead Yuppie folks don't know bout this I don't whine and I don't b**h I'll just sit and sip my shine and they'll be stuck off in that ditch (yeah they'll stuck off in that ditch, yeah they'll be stuck off in that ditch) You know they can't fish and ya know they don't dip and they damn sure can't get a truck up outta ditch Yuppie folks can't survive And they can't plow a field and they can't gig a frog You know they don't farm and they're never at the bog Yuppie folks can't survive Yuppie folks can't survive See them b**hes (?) lying on the mother trucking government And I'm out in the woods working for the freaking hell of it Huntin all day just to feed my daggum family And y'all just at the store buying chips and unsweet tea World goes to sh** and you're off the governments tit And you'll be looking at us hicks like we're god sumb**h But go ahead make fun of us now turn my head and milk a cow One day it all came raining down and you sumb**hes gonna drown Yuppie folks can't survive Spit some Copenhagen in your eye Yuppie folks can't survive Come to the country kiss your a** goodbye (Man all this yuppie talk make me wanna get some dip right now, I'm gonna get outta her and let Bottleneck finish this sumb**h haha let's go boys) You know they can't fish and you know they don't dip and they damn sure can't get a truck out of a ditch Yuppie folks can't survive And they can't plow a field and they can't gig a frog And you know they don't farm and they're never at the bog Yuppie folks can't survive Yuppie folks can't survive [Bottleneck] (?) What you keep starin for? You ain't seen a hillbilly wedded(?) with a gigging pole Camouflage over haul southern drawl and red cups Strong handle of the good stuff yuppie folks hiccup(?) What we all about more country lowlives(?) I gotta bubba lip product of a skull pile Me and the boys go in the pines (?) fishing line Fix your truck with chicken wire Yuppie folks can't survive Seen it with these rebel eyes Y'all just some weakened rednecks ridin 35s Yeah we the real deals Honkey's in them hay fields Country folks can survive Yep we let the liquor spill We might not know how to turn on one of them Xbox sum bucks but we sure know how to do 3 things and that's fish, gut(?), and dip and that's all you need to know in this goshdang world son keep it frickin hillbilly