Lyrics: Field Mob. Light Poles and Pine Trees. Area Code 229.

Dougherty County man

What's yo' area code? Mine 229
What's yo' area code? Mine 229
What's yo' area code? Mine 229
If I don't be in yo' business nigga stay outta mine

What's yo' area code? Mine 229
What's yo' area code? Mine 229
What's yo' area code? Mine 229
First muh'fucker run up I'm layin' him down

I'm talkin' 'bout these fuck niggaz thought we just was gone
Fell off the motherfuckin' map naw pussy nigga
Everybody wanna be country now don't get it fucked up nigga
FBI Field Boys Incorporated we started this shit, Fleetwood

I'm well known from the mackin' to the rappin' to the packages of weight
Still stackin' from the trappin' 'cause I'm platinum wit the yay
Field Boys be on the corner wit them hundred gram boulders
It's a war against poverty I'm a damn soldier

Pumpin' sand gun in hand Shawn the man told ya
I stay on point like that Uncle Sam poster
I'm a younger Sam Sosa got hits galore more to come
I run the underground like I'm a damn gopher

Stay in the studio I play wit the groupie hoes
Face on my jewelry froze Jacob in Cuban gold
Dayton's on hoopties roll draped in the newest clothes
Gucci to Louis my crew be basically movin' O's

Bump ya gums 'bout the M O B
You get cha choice I'll see you or R.I.P.
I don't care whatcha thank I don't care whatcha say
Leader of the New South, Shawn Jay

What's yo' area code? Mine 229
What's yo' area code? Mine 229
What's yo' area code? Mine 229
If I don't be in yo' business nigga stay outta mine

What's yo' area code? Mine 229
What's yo' area code? Mine 229
What's yo' area code? Mine 229
First muh'fucker run up I'm layin' him down

Chevy P nigga, DTP nigga, FBI nigga
Chevy P nigga, DTP nigga
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

I'm on the block servin' nicks and dimes
Movin' more trees and lumberjacks around Christmas time
I got kryp I got light I got that underwater grown dro
Shit mixin' pine quarter halves and O's for the low

I bought the coupe supplyin' chicks I am the mason layin' bricks
Holla at me I got the keys Chevy P call me the locksmith
I set the Chevrolet Impellie on Latrell Sprees and Pirellis
Drop the belly chopped the ceiling block 450 cops can't catch me

I got my eyes on the black Range wit the fat frame
'Cause it's everythang my classic ain't threw up my 'Lac cane
Some trend setter before we got popular
I was rockin' rose gold when y'all thought that it was copper

I'm the king the general the Dean the boss
We the under lords over the whole got damn South
And I don't care who you is or what you claim to be
Leader of the New South, Chevy P

What's yo' area code? Mine 229
What's yo' area code? Mine 229
What's yo' area code? Mine 229
If I don't be in yo' business nigga stay outta mine

What's yo' area code? Mine 229
What's yo' area code? Mine 229
What's yo' area code? Mine 229
First muh'fucker run up I'm layin' him down

Dougherty County, Dougherty County, Dougherty County
My small city's called Albany
Dougherty County
My small city's called Albany
Dougherty County
My small city's called Albany

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