Headlights haulin' out to the holler, yeah
JanSports holdin' mountain blue coats
Two pieces peekin' out of quarry water, yeah
It's heaven out there on these unleased roads
Homemade in the backseat of a Motor City class
We raised on the red clay in a Chattahoochee catfish
From the first meet to his six feet in a casket
Go straight to Chilanoa, never get sold
When the sun goes down, crank it up
When the town rolls up, bang it up
Put some truck in your blood, put some potty in your cup
Get the back floaty, hold it, hip swing it
Keep swingin' this-a-way and that-a-way
All our heads goin' this-a-way and that-a-way
Bring it
This-a-way, this-a-way, this-a-way, ah yeah
This is how we do it when we do it way
Ah yeah
This-a-way, this-a-way, this-a-way, ah yeah
This is how we do it when we do it way, ah
This-a-way
Ah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, we
Frankenstein and Fords makin' limited editions
Makin' out in bed's cause the tailgates are missing
Catchin' cookin' supper in the big sky kitchen
To talk backwards tradition
Out of this way.
When the sun goes down, crank it up.
When the town rolls up, crank it up.
Put some truck in your mud, put some body in your cup.
Get the back foot and all the hips swinging.
Get them swinging this way and that way.
All the heads going this way and that way.
This way, this way, this way out.
Yeah, this is how we do it when we do it way out.
This way, this way, this way out.
Yeah, this is how we do it when we do it way out.
Solo.
You can't stop us.
You can't stop us.
Man, we always gonna get you cattywampus.
They're gonna say what they're gonna say, but we're always gonna do it this way.
This way, this way out.
This is how we do it when we do it way out.
This way, this way, this way out.
Yeah, this is how you boys do it when we do it way out.
This way, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Put some truck in your mud, put some body in your cup.
Get the back foot and all the hips swinging.
Get them swinging this way.