Hahahahaha These motherf**ers are built not bought, boy! My f**in' light bar and my HIDs keep me stackin' up these tickets from the county police I stay smashin' on these b**hes cause my truck so clean Yeah I'm mister put yo girl up in my pa**enger seat I got that radio cranked soundin' like a damn concert Tattoos on my skin like I said f** a job 'fer Ridin' as a crew but we rollin' as a family Shout out to Robbie sendin' Cheatham county ridin' in this b**h What you starin' at son? AR in the back Your girlfriend muggin', tell her I said she got a fat a** Tell her I got that 6 0 blowin' all that black smoke She wanna ride with me if we finna hit that backroad Chrome on the grill Lights in the wheels Paint job lookin' hotter than a moonshine still Whole squad squaded up, let me tell you how it feels Jacked up, sittin' back, that's that Tennessee Tilt Tennessee Tilt Tennes-Tennessee Tilt Everybody in my county rock that Tennessee Tilt Tennessee Tilt T-T-Tennessee Tilt Everybody in my county rock that Tennessee Tilt It's that Tennessee Tilt Got a ride with a lean Like a redneck pimp Lookin' country boy clean I got them windows down while we ridin through the mud With a jar full of clear and a bag full of loud Rockin' Charlie, Merle and Hank cause I like that old sound Like that grit, dirt, spit, makin every hit count
Way back in the sticks where it all goes down If you really wanna know then take a ride through my town I can call up the squad we can hit a back road Way back in the holler where nobody else goes I got that truck slidin' sideways, I almost hit a pole Everybody yellin' hell yeah cause we don't say no Aw yeah, sum'b**h, I don't even know what slow is In this hillbilly runnin' through this whole showbiz I'm old school like moonpies and RC car events Still runnin' round the creek with my old day one friends Chrome on the grill Lights in the wheels Paint job lookin' hotter than a moonshine still Whole squad squaded up, let me tell you how that feel Jacked up, sittin' back, that's that Tennessee Tilt Tennessee Tilt Tennes-Tennessee Tilt Everybody in my county rock that Tennessee Tilt Tennessee Tilt T-T-Tennessee Tilt Everybody in my county rock that Tennessee Tilt Chrome on the grill Lights in the wheels Paint job lookin' hotter than a moonshine still Whole squad squaded up, let me tell you how that feel Jacked up, sittin' back, that's that Tennessee Tilt Tennessee Tilt Tennes-Tennessee Tilt Everybody in my county rock that Tennessee Tilt Tennessee Tilt T-T-Tennessee Tilt Everybody in my county rock that Tennessee Tilt Tennessee Tilt