[Intro]
What these boys want
(What these boys want)
You want my fan base don't ya
(You want my fan base don't ya)
Hahahaha
[Verse 1]
I'm the truth big dawg, what you starin' at bubba?
Yeah I ram this genre like I couldn't wait for rubbers
Now everybody grabbin', tryin' to ask a bunch of questions
When I did the same thing they said your boy wasn't impressive
Now my pocket's full of money and I'm tryin' to dodge the sheriff
Yeah I'll make a million songs but I don't care if y'all don't hear 'em
Will recognize his self like it's lookin' in the mirror
Yeah I burn like liquor, hot as old mineral spirits
Music Row tried to ban me 'cause mama raised a rebel
Pop the clutch, hit the pedal, comin' down with all this metal
Yeah I'm talkin' guns bubba, when I mean that I got several
Southern boy, Christian raised, and I don't make deals with devils
[Chorus]
I'm a Dixieland outlaw, rebel-born rule-breaker
Z71 drivin', ass kickin' name taker
Loving where I'm at, give a damn about a Hollywood
I do it for the sticks and keep it real like everybody should
So if you own a gun say, "Hell yeah"
If your neck sunburnt say, "Hell yeah"
If your truck got dents say, "Hell yeah"
And if you redneck legit say, "Hell yeah"
[Verse 2]
Shit I'm a star, 50 more in the back of my truck
13 stripes baby, and they fly as f*ck
Hear that true dual pop while I'm bangin' Kid Rock
American made in Tennessee by the grace of God
And I'm a Chris Kyle t-shirt wearing sum bitch
And how dare a little hussie try to take my shit
I'm that redneck baby sittin' on my throne
A hundred dollar bill smellin' like a Auto Zone
Shit fire, cookin' steaks I'm steady pissin' while the wind blows
All I do is keep it real on hooks like a fishin' pole
Six string pickin' while my six gun loaded
Shit it's Mr. Cheatham County bitch and everybody knows it boy
[Chorus]
I'm a Dixieland outlaw, rebel-born rule-breaker
Z71 drivin', ass kickin' name taker
Loving where I'm at, give a damn about a Hollywood
I do it for the sticks and keep it real like everybody should
So if you own a gun say, "Hell yeah"
If your neck sunburnt say, "Hell yeah"
If your truck got dents say, "Hell yeah"
And if you redneck legit say, "Hell yeah"