You’re a phony baloney

This song is a, country-rock takedown of social media posers who fake cowboy culture for clout exposing their plastic personas, staged photos, and hollow online fame with biting wit and twangy truth.

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Well I seen you struttin’ downtown with that rhinestone grin,
Lookin’ like a cowboy, but I know where you’ve been…
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You buy them boots online, tags still hangin’ inside,
Strut around the honky tonk like it’s your cattle drive.
But your “cattle” are emojis, all them followers fake,
A cowboy built on filters, lord, it’s more than I can take.
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Your saddle’s just for show, your profile’s just a scheme,
Chasin’ likes and followers like a tumbleweed dream.
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You’re just an Astro Turf Cowboy, plastic hat and painted pride,
Self-entitled lies can’t hide the truth inside.
You’re a phony baloney!
Yeah, a phony baloney!
All your clout-chasin’ glory, just a worn-out story online.
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You flex your staged adventures, postin’ “ranch hand” pics,
But I seen your daddy’s condo, and your shiny politics.
Your lasso’s just a hashtag, your horse is Uber rides,
A cowboy built on Wi-Fi, with nothin’ real inside.
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Your fame’s a shallow stream, your lies a second skin,
Every filter hides the cracks where the truth leaks in.
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You’re just an Astro Turf Cowboy, plastic hat and painted pride,
Self-entitled lies can’t hide the truth inside.
You’re a phony baloney!
Yeah, a phony baloney!
Chasin’ clout like it’s your god, but we all see through the ride.
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You ain’t roped no cattle, never broke no steer,
Just broke the trust of folks who thought you were sincere.
Your online fame’s a hollow rodeo show,
But when the Wi-Fi’s gone, boy, what do you got to show?
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You’re just an Astro Turf Cowboy, plastic hat and painted pride,
Self-entitled lies can’t hide the truth inside.
You’re a phony baloney!
Yeah, a phony baloney!
With your fake-profile rodeo, your clout’s the only thing you ride.
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So keep chasin’ them likes, boy, keep polishin’ them lies,
But a cowboy made of Astro Turf don’t last beneath the skies.