Demun Jones, Charlie Farley - Truck Music lyrics

Hey redneck
I'm no background check at
The gun show loaded
Beowulf 50 caliber getting toted
And my rifle rack stack got
My buddies in the back
Camouflage and black
And we bout to go straight
(Redneck)

Get em up, get 'em up
If you're riding in your truck
With your windows rolled down
Got Jones turnt up
Get em up, get 'em up
If you're riding in your truck
With your windows rolled down and
You don't give a what
Get em up, get 'em up
If you're riding in your truck
With your windows rolled down
Got Jones turnt up
Get em up, get 'em up
If you're riding in your truck
With your windows rolled down bout
To go straight up

Aw naw, look who's home, everybody duck
It's Demun Jones
I got buck, I'm gon' get money
Ain't nobody gonna stop me buddy
Boy, we balls to the walls, brawl with
Hogs, hound dogs in he fog
Slice logs
Like you ain't seen a chainsaw, Trijicon
Red dot straight locked on
No we ain't gon' chase y'all
Long range, danger
Scaring 'em like a stranger
Georgia bulldogs and Arkansas rolling
Up like a
(Redneck)
Dropped another banger again
Changing the game
Walked on stage at Arbuckle off road
They chanting my name
That's a hell of a way from
Home to be so well known
I straight boot scooting boogie
Get my money
Get gone
And I ain't into the labels but
I wanted to be clear
I'm straight Jones county country boy
Living life like a
(Redneck)

I'm no background check at
The gun show loaded
Beowulf 50 caliber getting toted
And my rifle rack stack got
My buddies in the back
Camouflage and black
And we bout to go straight
(Redneck)

Get em up, get 'em up
If you're riding in your truck
With your windows rolled down
Got Jones turnt up
Get em up, get 'em up
If you're riding in your truck
With your windows rolled down and
You don't give a what
Get em up, get 'em up
If you're riding in your truck
With your windows rolled down
Got Jones turnt up
Get em up, get 'em up
If you're riding in your truck
With your windows rolled down bout
To go straight up

Redneck with a flow finna go get the bow
Ain't nobody really wanna step on my toes
'Cause I'm backwoods
Yeah the woods are back boy
So how y'all been
Finna get in to something
'cause I'm rolling
With Demun
Last time me and him go
Together we went "Rahhh!"
30 ought 6 on my hip with
The little ballistic tip bullets
And it's equipped with optics that'll knock
A tick off a Nat's ass
But it kicks like a donkey with
A pit viper biting him
Without any venom in his fangs
So he just keeps striking him
(Damn, boy)

I'm no background check at
The gun show loaded
Beowulf 50 caliber getting toted
And my rifle rack stack got
My buddies in the back
Camouflage and black
And we bout to go straight
(Redneck)

Get em up, get 'em up
If you're riding in your truck
With your windows rolled down
Got Jones turnt up
Get em up, get 'em up
If you're riding in your truck
With your windows rolled down and
You don't give a what
Get em up, get 'em up
If you're riding in your truck
With your windows rolled down
Got Jones turnt up
Get em up, get 'em up
If you're riding in your truck
With your windows rolled down bout
To go straight up

(Redneck)
(Redneck)
(Redneck)
(Redneck)