Oliver Anthony - Rich Men North Of Richmond

Well God, if you're 5 foot 3 and you're 300 pounds / Taxes ought not to pay for your bags of fudge rounds

Honestly, better than I expected. I am in and out of warehouses with good ole boys like this all day, not your normal corny country rightoid bait

Fricking rich people in NoVA I swear ta god

Gingers don't have souls.

Dear Carp, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'

I left my groomercord, twitter @, and my cell phone at the bottom

I sent two DMs back in autumn, you must not've got 'em

There probably was a problem at the server or somethin'

Sometimes I press the button too quickly when I send em

But anyways, frick it, what's been up, man? How's your capybara?

My chinchillas pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father

If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?

I'ma name her Marsey

I read about your egirl frozen too, I'm sorry

I had a friend who killed herself over some chin that grew too big.

I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan

I even got the underground shit that you did with deux

I got a folder full of your memes and your comments, man

I like the shit you did with Ruqqus too, that shit was phat

Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back

Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan

This is @Pog

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