Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
Artistas intérpretes
Brooks Herring
Voces de fondo
Jeff Coplan
Voces de fondo
Jesse Isley
Guitarra acústica
Jerry McPherson
Guitarra eléctrica
Nick Buda
Batería
Blair Masters
Órgano
ROZ
Voces de fondo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Ali Marquite Gregory
Autoría
Jeff Coplan
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
Jeff Coplan
Producción
Adam Ayan
Masterización
Justin Collins
Ilustración de portada
Skyler Chuckry
Ingeniería de grabación
Letra
Upper middle poor ridin\' on my 97 Lawnborghini
Got a chicken wire screen door with a hole
For my dog to run out when she sees me
I’m a truck fund baby through and through
I might have a clean pair o’ jeans or two
Sittin\' pretty on my high rise in a pine tree
I don’t drive a brand new truck
And I just don’t give enough
Of my paycheck to the church when I make it in
If I had it then I would
But there’s no money in my blood
Just a love for my country and my kin
My barn doors open up to a pond
And a 20 acre tobacco farm
I’m backwoods big pimpin\' king of the hill and the hicks
I might never make a million
But I can feed all of my children
I’m locked and loaded, free and redneck rich
My Chevy’s loud as hell and I’m Earnhardt when I’m out here on the highway
Runnin\' from ol’ Smokey then I’m grave digger tearin\' up my red dirt driveway (tear it up!)
One man’s trailer trash is another man’s treasure
We’re out here gettin\' shipwrecked together
It’s a damn good time sippin\' on highlife champagne
I don’t drive a brand new truck
And I just don’t give enough
Of my paycheck to the church when I make it in
If I had it then I would
But there’s no money in my blood
Just a love for my country and my kin
My barn doors open up to a pond
And a 20 acre tobacco farm
I’m backwoods big pimpin\' king of the hill and the hicks
I might never make a million
But I can feed all of my children
I’m locked and loaded, free and redneck Rich
Wake up and roll in the dough to make biscuits
Then it’s beers-ness as usual with all my redneck misfits
You can call it what it is
But we’re damn proud of this
We’re locked and loaded and free and redneck rich
I don’t drive a brand new truck
And I just don’t give enough
Of my paycheck to the church when I make it in
if I had it then I would
But there’s no money in my blood
Just a love for my country and my kin
My barn doors open up to a pond
And a 20 acre tobacco farm
I’m backwoods big pimpin\' king of the hill and the hicks
I might never make a million
But I can feed all of my children
I’m locked and loaded, free and redneck Rich
Yea I\'m redneck rich
Written by: Ali Marquite Gregory, Jeff Coplan


