Backroad Hardbarz

Yeah,

yeah

Get your boots in the dirt,

put the bass in the trunk

Out here in the woods we don't play by the rules Just

a bunch of wild boys,

we ain't going to school Got the mud on the tires,

got the drink in my cup If you're looking for trouble,

better shut the fuck up We got the bonfire blazing,

smoke in the pines Yeah,

we're crossing every single one of their lines

Country boys ride when the sun goes down Bringing that heavy bass

straight to your town Yeah,

we live it loud,

we don't give a shit This is backwood country,

hit after hit (hell yeah)

Whiskey in a mason jar,

trunk full of boom When we roll up to the spot we're

taking up the room Got a clean six-shooter and a dirty damn

mind Leave your city boy worries way far behind They call us

redneck trash, but we're making these bands Got the whole damn crowd

jumping, waving their hands

Country boys ride when the sun goes down

Bringing that heavy bass straight to your town Yeah,

we live it loud,

we don't give a shit This is backwood country,

hit after hit (hell

yeah)

Yeah, we out here In the

mud,

in the pines Turn the bass up one more time