This Ain't Country

If I hear one more son of a bitch Say this ain't country, I'ma lose my shit Five o'clock, 23 pack One empty in the back seat when I get home Off the saddle on a Friday, gravel on the driveway Rattling my styrofoam That southern sun And that red dirt run Deep in these veins like DNA That born knee-deep in the mud If there's a beer, I'm gonna drank it If there's a hook, I'm gonna sank it If there's a downtown bar packed, looking for a soundtrack Damn straight, I'm gonna hank it If there's a girl, I'm gonna spin her 'round If there's a guitar, I'm gonna crank it loud And if I hear one more son of a bitch Say this ain't country, I'ma lose my shit That country fried steak down at the Cracker Barrel Got my name on it Throw some gravy on it (that's right) My baby loves white cold blue jeans Red dirt (stain on it, 'cause she was raised on it) That 336 And that Jim Beam hit Deep in these veins like DNA Can't take it on out of this kid If there's a beer, I'm gonna drank it If there's a hook, I'm gonna sank it If there's a downtown bar packed, looking for a soundtrack Damn straight, I'm gonna hank it If there's a girl, I'm gonna spin her 'round If there's a guitar, I'm gonna crank it loud And if I hear one more son of a bitch Say this ain't country, I'ma lose my shit (Lose my shit) (Lose my shit) Get out the DM's Get out the comments Get out the old mindset way back when's So what if I sing so what if I rap Let me tell you one thing Get off my ass If there's a beer, I'm gonna drank it If there's a hook, I'm gonna sank it If there's a downtown bar packed, looking for a soundtrack Damn straight, I'm gonna hank it If there's a girl, I'm gonna spin her 'round If there's a guitar, I'm gonna crank it loud And if I hear one more son of a bitch Say this ain't country, I'ma lose my shit (Lose my shit) (Lose my shit)