Verse
I love my momma and the man upstairs
Love my booze stuffed cuff up cup and my jeans with tears
I love a pick up on old back row
Sippin’ keys so sweet it’ll make you spin flow
Pre-Chorus
Oh, I’m a little more than a little like my daddy
Yeah, burn down the town a time or two
Oh, first kiss was with a pretty girl at a back seat
Yeah buddy I don’t know about you but
Chorus
I grew up with Miller Lot and tear in the freezer
Walker tee on the TV and Jay and Trey Troma speakers
Get you gracely in my lip, real trade on the crib
If that ain’t country I don’t know what is
I go to Shell for my coffee then go to work for my money
Pass the jar on a Friday then pass the plate on a Sunday
Again if you ain’t convinced
I got something you can kiss
If that ain’t country I don’t know what is
Verse
I love my dog, love to shoot the ****
All my friends, all my friends that I grew up with
And if you roll up on one of us
You’re gonna get all of us
You can bet your ass stay changed
Erase your worries now
Chorus
I grew up with Miller Lot and tear in the freezer
Walker tee on the TV and Jay and Trey Troma speakers
Get you gracely in my lip, real trade on the crib
If that ain’t country I don’t know what is
I go to Shell for my coffee then go to work for my money
Pass the jar on a Friday then pass the plate on a Sunday
Again if you ain’t convinced
I got something you can kiss
If that ain’t country I don’t know what is
Yeah I don’t know what is
Bridge
Oh I got nothing to prove
Yeah buddy I don’t know about you but
Chorus
I grew up with Miller Lot and tear in the freezer
Walker tee on the TV and Jay and Trey Troma speakers
Get you gracely in my lip, real trade on the crib
If that ain’t country I don’t know what is
I go to Shell for my coffee then go to work for my money
Pass the jar on a Friday then pass the plate on a Sunday
Again if you ain’t convinced
I got something you can kiss
If that ain’t country I don’t know what is
