Met a girl downtown at the bar last night and we got to talking
Said she likes cheap drinks and tattoos and Morgan Wallen
She said, “What about you?” I said, “I like late night bonfires
Yellowstone, Whiskey Myers and lifted trucks with mud on the tires
And I'm back
Feeling like a million bucks
Still tryn'a live it up, live in America
Grew up in the Appalachian mountains
South of the Mason Dixon in a small town area
Been tryna tell y'all for a minute that I'm here
I ain't going nowhere anytime soon
I'm in my hometown right now
With the windows down at the Cook Out drive thru
Pull up, hop out, Walmart, late night
Redbox movie, you, me, date night
This that full moon rising
Girl I'm full of surprisеs
Camo pants, with the Air Johns
I'm so stylish
Don't ask me for my opinion
I don't want y'all to get offеnded
Everybody's just so sensitive
Its crazy it's ruined so many friendships
Ok I'ma come back later
Why would I care about my haters?
All I care about's my friends, my family
And my Lord and Savior
I'm back now on the track now
West Virginia's finally on the map now
I just do my thing, let my guitar sing…like
***guitar solo***
(ay, ay, ay, ay)
Back in this thing like I never left
My flow is heaven sent
I'm eating jerky it's venison
I am pure excellence, I am the excrement
Everybodys in the room, I'm the elephant (ay)
Hoppin in my truck I'm coming, keep that engine running
Just copped me a new chain with Yellowstones, I feel like John Dutton
Y'all boys lame like Jamie
Me? I'm more like Kayce
On these tracks I'm Beth (why)
‘cuz I go crazy
Yea I'm wild and free
Got riders with me
They call my boy Rip ‘cuz when you see him it's
R.I.P
Met a girl downtown at the bar last night and we got to talking
Said she likes cheap drinks and tattoos and Morgan Wallen
She said, “What about you?” I said, “I like late night bonfires
Yellowstone, Whiskey Myers
And lifted trucks with mud on the tires
And I'm back
***guitar solo***
Yellowstone, Whiskey Myers
And lifted trucks with mud on the tires
And I'm back