[Verse 1] I’m a little country, I’m a little rock Got a little soul with a mean-ass talk Never said I’m perfect, never said I’m not You can take your hatin’ down the block (keep walkin’) [Chorus] I’m not part of your flock I don’t move how you want (nah) Got my own kind of wrong Got my own kind of strong You can point, you can talk You can post, you can mock I’m a little country, I’m a little rock I’m cocked, I’m cocked, I’m cocked (let’s go) [Verse 2] Boots in the dirt and my brim pulled low Still got a little city in this slow drawl flow (uh) You don’t like my mix? That’s your loss I’m the square-peg king in a world of gloss [Chorus] I’m not part of your flock I don’t move how you want (hey!) Got my own kind of wrong Got my own kind of strong You can point, you can talk You can post, you can mock I’m a little country, I’m a little rock I’m cocked, I’m cocked, I’m cocked (yeah)
