Colt Ford - Country as Truck lyrics

Six strings, butter beans, Georgia peaches
Pick ‘em
Copenhagen, Mason jars, large mouth lip ‘em
Quarterbacks, white tails
Hay bales ‘stick em
Them country girls they run the world
They too hot not to kiss ‘em all
Yeah, we country

Country as truck
Repping them Earnhardt stickers that’s us
On them 35s, probably bigger
They jacked up them Toyo’s sippin' that solo
Here we go little bit of coke
Whole lot of Lynchburg liquor
Turned up like a 12 inch kicker
Lock the hubs, cut a rut to the river
Where everybody square body, circled up
Covered in mud out here we country as truck
We country as truck

Willie, Waylon, Haggard, Jones, yeah
We still play em
Yes sir, cuss words, prayers we pray ‘em
John Deere, 40 clear
Bank the corn and pay ‘em red, White
Blue them babies too we raise them up

Country as truck
Repping them Earnhardt stickers that’s us
On them 35s, probably bigger
They jacked up them Toyo’s sippin' that solo
Here we go little bit of coke
Whole lot of Lynchburg liquor
Turn up like a 12 inch kicker
Lock the hubs, cut a rut to the river
Where everybody square body, circled up
Covered in mud out here we country as truck
We country as truck

That camo, them old boots
Them deep roots we rock em
We find the dirt, throw it in reverse
Kick it right there we drop em
Last time I'm gonna tell ya

Country as truck
Repping them Earnhardt stickers that’s us
On them 35s, probably bigger
They jacked up them Toyo’s sippin' that solo
Here we go little bit of coke
Whole lot of Lynchburg liquor
Turned up like a 12 inch kicker
Lock the hubs, cut a rut to the river
Where everybody square body, circled up
Covered in mud out here we country as truck
We country as truck we country as truck
They jacked up them Toyo’s sippin' that solo
We country as truck

Them old boots, deep roots
'Cause out here we country as truck