All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets
Ain’t no need for candy paint
All our drinks are moonlight made
Stickin red clay on everything
All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets
Ain’t no need for candy paint
All our drinks are moonlight made
Stickin red clay on everything
Don’t tread on me sign on the front door (front door)
Whatcha think I put it there for? (there for)
Rebel flag flyin out the window (yee yee!)
Moonshine and budlight by the truckload (truckload)
Take a lesson y’all we’re preachin this hick life
Make you top some drag on the turn pipe (turn pipe)
City boys tryin’a keep the paint dry
Stickin the mud up on the side when I ride by
Only ones that I’m buyin is the yeti
Only whip that I’ve been drivin is a Chevy
When I get buckwild I’m ready
Paint’s up no lookin I’m betting
All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets
Ain’t no need for candy paint
All our drinks are moonlight made
Stickin red clay on everything
All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets
Ain’t no need for candy paint
All our drinks are moonlight made
Stickin red clay on everything
They don’t wanna hear me speak
Rebel flag flyins junkie packin the heat
And when I eat I devour anything that I see
They tryna take our flags down but that won’t happen to me (hell naw)
We all just chillin sippin on a budlight
Party on the river bank to the sunlight
Stockin up the yeti bout to have a fun time
About to give ’em hell only tell ’em one time
One time is all I need though
As long as I have
[?] bro
Not for long bout to make it to the top bro
They dressin with their own hoes you can see toes
All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets
Ain’t no need for candy paint
All our drinks are moonlight made
Stickin red clay on everything
All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets
Ain’t no need for candy paint
All our drinks are moonlight made
Stickin red clay on everything
Two chains ain’t enough for a redneck
Hell I got three just in the truck bed
We don’t need to get ripped from the boflex
I’ma country boy so I’m ripped ’cause of bowtec
I’m ready gettin dirty in the backyard
Ain’t no worries got that fury in the mason jar
And you can try to get the girls at the city bar
But how many can you fit inside a cool car?
Tick tock I got the cool in the
[?]
Ain’t gonna stop ’till I make it to the boondocks
Follow me I got the ticket in my big block
Light ’em up and kick it up at the toolbox
If you drivin today high you can stay home
Get a jacked up ride get a banked home
Gettin lost up in the pines no cellphones
Lakeside come in life from the drop zone
Pretty ladies see me sitting on the tailgates
Speakers in the back bumper cash like an earthquake
Got them boots gonna make you do a double take
You know you gonna be chillin if your livin with them river banks
All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets
Ain’t no need for candy paint
All our drinks are moonlight made
Stickin red clay on everything
All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets
Ain’t no need for candy paint
All our drinks are moonlight made
Stickin red clay on everything
All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets
Ain’t no need for candy paint
All our drinks are moonlight made
Stickin red clay on everything
All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets
Ain’t no need for candy paint
All our drinks are moonlight made
Stickin red clay on everything