Pullin' Out Lyrics

Grew up in Kentucky
Drove down to Tennessee
Tried to fuck some bitches
Nobody wanted me

So I picked up my guitar
Wrote a buncha songs
'Bout fuckin whores, and suckin tits, inhalin' on a bong

I'm pullin' out
Oh yeah, I'm pullin' out
Stuck my dick in Music City
More times than I count
I'm pullin' out

Made a couple records
Took 'em up the charts
All that pop bro country, boy, I tore it all apart

All the chicks that used to hate me
Yeah, they came back around
Stuck my dick in all their mouths
Guess what? They like me now

I'm pullin' out
Oh yeah, I'm pullin' out
Stuck my dick in Music City
More times than I count
I'm pullin' out

Did everything I dreamed of
Sold out every show
Country music savior
Now everybody knows

I'm pullin' out
Oh yeah, I'm pullin' out
Stuck my dick in Music City
More times than I count
I'm pullin' out
Stuck my dick in Music City
More times than I count
I'm pullin' out