[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
Lovin' 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 fuck
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
Lovin' 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"