'Cause I ain't never seen a country boy with tires on his truck this high I said climb on up but honey watch the cup That I'm spitting my dip inside and hold on tight 'Cause it's gonna be wilder than any eight second ride Well I said hey girl what's your

This is how you start a party Beaucoup bitches in the lobby (in the lobby) Bust it open like piñata (like piñata) Beaucoup bottles on the counter (on the counter) Tell a friend to tell somebody We about to start the party I told my niggas I'mma pull up

Linger in the shade of a kind old tree Dream a dream with me Up a lazy river where the robin's song Where we can move along Blue skies up above, everyone's in love Up a lazy river, how happy you could be Up a lazy river-er with me Up a lazy river by the

I still drive a pickup, I still wear boots Red, white and blue are the colors I bleed I grew up country, I'm proud of my roots I'm a Johnny Cash junkie and a Buck Owens freak Three cords and some down-home soul Some things never grow old I grew up on

Put on the Patek, to change up the weather The shit turning into the rain Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain (hey) Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain (whoo) The shit turning into the rain (rain) I, I, count the guap (count, count) Set up shop

It's like counting up to three (One, two, three) Sing a simple melody (Do re mi, ABC) That's how easy love can be! One, two, three Or simple as A buh-buh buh buh-buh

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

All those you've loved All those who've died In darkness we'll rest All we have left is what lives in our minds I know their spirits are up in the sky Count the days down to one last breath So forgive what you can't forget So open your eyes Open your

"He's goin' down, Lord have mercy" I'm goin' down Aww man you gotta love it I'm on my way Hey mama, all around the town they're sayin' I'm country rich, no budget Got to get paid Hey daddy, all around the town they're sayin' Pick up, pick up, daddy's in

Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play I sold 'em, ran them bags before an hour hit So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this shit Whole lot of ones