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🌽 SIX FOOT REDNECK - COUNTRY CARTEL (Official Audio) "Pray on Sunday, but I still raise hell." ⛪🔥 Welcome to the backwoods. Six Foot Redneck delivers a gritty, high-stakes Hick Hop anthem with "Country Cartel." This isn't just a song, it's the soundtrack to the side-hustle culture deep in the heart of the country. From "vac-seal stacks in the feed-store bags" to the "hush-hush" world of small-town kings, this track blends a grimy southern drawl with rapid-fire flows that hit like a turbo hiss on a long-bed train. Country Cartel explores the duality of rural life-faith, family and the grind it takes to keep the "crib stay full" when the county line gets hot. 🎧 Lyric Highlights: "Out here where the church bell covers the smell" "Green in the bed, got the hay-bale shell" "Mason jars on the pine wood shelf / Ain’t Wall Street, but I built this myself" Lyrics: [Intro] Gravel road dreams Mud on my jeans Granddad’s fields Now they feed my team (yeah) [Verse 1] I was raised where the dirt runs deep Learned real young what you sow, you keep Old barn roof and a rusted key Turn that loft to a money tree Mason jars on the pine wood shelf Ain’t Wall Street, but I built this myself Sunrise trim with a coffee cup By sundown, that whole truck filled up [Chorus] I’m the country cartel, backwoods clientele If the creek runs low, still the crops grow well Got the whole farm lit, hush, don’t you tell Out here where the church bell covers the smell I’m the country cartel, dirt-road detail Green in the bed, got the hay-bale shell Hands in the soil, pockets too swell Pray on Sunday, but I still raise hell (cartel) [Verse 2] Got a scarecrow posted, that’s my first alarm Second line’s neighbors, they protect the farm Sheriff wave when he pass my gate Think I’m just bait and a license plate Mama think I’m sellin’ sweet corn sacks She don’t see the cash in the burlap stack Out here every acre got a side hustle Hogs in the pen and a trunk full of duffel [Pre-Chorus] County line hot, but my phone on mute If you know, you know, I don’t chase pursuit Bible on the dash, glovebox full Heart still torn, but the crib stay full (yeah) [Chorus] I’m the country cartel, backwoods clientele If the creek runs low, still the crops grow well Got the whole farm lit, hush, don’t you tell Out here where the church bell covers the smell I’m the country cartel, dirt-road detail Green in the bed, got the hay-bale shell Hands in the soil, pockets too swell Pray on Sunday, but I still raise hell [Bridge] [Beat drops, bass swells, guitar turns grimy] Swap that drawl for a rapid-fire tongue (let’s go) Fields on fire and the year just begun Tires throw mud like I’m dodgin’ that judge Whole crew hush, but the money don’t budge Double-time talk, I’m a small-town king Five farm plots and they all one ring Turbo hiss when I bend that lane From a two-door truck to a long-bed train [Verse 3] Flow switch slick like a backroad curve Every last word hit hard, then swerve Vac-seal stack in the feed-store bag Brand new tag on a down-home rag Chain so bright, but the town still broke So I break bread, give the fam that hope They know what I do, but they bless my plate Say grace quick, then I raise that stake (cartel) [Chorus] I’m the country cartel, backwoods clientele If the creek runs low, still the crops grow well Got the whole farm lit, hush, don’t you tell Out here where the church bell covers the smell I’m the country cartel, dirt-road detail Green in the bed, got the hay-bale shell Hands in the soil, pockets too swell Pray on Sunday, but I still raise hell (cartel) [Outro] Dirt in my nails Smoke in my lungs Country cartel Till the feds go home (yeah) 🚜 Follow the Cartel: Artist: Six Foot Redneck Genre: Hick Hop / Country Rap / Outlaw Trap Vibe: Dark, energetic, cinematic, and unapologetically southern. 📢 Join the Conversation: If you’ve ever had "dirt in your nails and smoke in your lungs," this one is for you. 👍 SMASH THE LIKE BUTTON if you’re riding with the Country Cartel. 🔔 SUBSCRIBE and turn on notifications for more from Six Foot Redneck. 💬 COMMENT: Which line hit you the hardest? Let us know where you're bumping this from! #SixFootRedneck #CountryCartel #HickHop #CountryRap #OutlawCountry #BackwoodsClientele #SouthernGothic #NewMusic2026