Stabbin' Cabin (feat. Danny Boone)

Welcome to the stabbin' cabin

It's going down like snow in Aspen

Poker chips stacked up, whiskey in the dixie cup

We got a cold beer and a dirty mattress

Plus, we got a fire you can see for miles

Plus, we got a life that we livin' loud

Trucks are jacked up, we are from the south

Buckle up boys, it's going down

Hey, my papa made it back in the days when I was just a baby

Now, it's like my days and weekends drinking

Violent friends keeping me entertained, they all here, every game

Every session we're playing poker, it can you make you rich or broke

We go in like gophers, sofas are nonexistent

We own the, are you with it?

Well then, let's get on one

Come and get in, this here is so fun, come on, join in

And if you wanna roll one, if you don't find 'cause we don't bar none

Galla party all night in them hills

Welcome to the stabbin' cabin

Vodka slash beer slash tequila, checkmate

Welcome to the stabbin' cabin

Cigarette, cigarette lows and cherry or grape

Welcome to the stabbin' cabin

It's going down like snow in Aspen

Poker chips stacked up, whiskey in the dixie cup

We got a cold beer and a dirty mattress

Plus, we got a fire you can see for miles

Plus, we got a life that we livin' loud

Trucks are jacked up, we are from the south

Buckle up boys, it's going down

What goes on here stays here, Vegas

Weather is cool, calm or just crazy

No pool, you be wet from sweating

The fire rekindles a time you're forgetting

We'll be regretting these lessons learned

Out of pure perfection, tequila worm

Good drink, bad drink, now we're throwing out

My drink, your dank, yeah, we throwin' down

Party up on the hill, next to the steel

I'm copping a feel, that's somebody's girlfriend, for real

Start popping the pills 'cause I gotta lot to give

I'm rolling off of a bluff without a training wheel

At the stabbin' cabin, Jack, Jim, Jose and 40 Creek, checkmate

Welcome to the stabbin' cabin

Long nights we livin' life

Out in the hills we stray

Welcome to the stabbin' cabin

It's going down like snow in Aspen

Poker chips stacked up, whiskey in the dixie cup

We got a cold beer and a dirty mattress

Plus, we got a fire you can see for miles

Plus, we got a life that we livin' loud

Trucks are jacked up, we are from the south

Buckle up boys, it's going down

D Boone partin' with Charlie Farley

Gettin' more smoked out than mister Marley, probably

With a bunch of half naked little shorties shaking they talents

Wilding out, laughing, taking Jager straight, we in the boonies boys

Full moon we'll be making noise till day break

Hopped in the truck with you, to the top of the hill

Pulled up and he told me

Welcome to the stabbin' cabin

It's going down like snow in Aspen

Poker chips stacked up, whiskey in the dixie cup

We got a cold beer and a dirty mattress

Plus, we got a fire you can see for miles

Plus, we got a life that we livin' loud

Trucks are jacked up, we are from the south

Buckle up boys, it's going down