Видео
Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Thomas Rhett
Вокал
Matt Dragstrem
Программирование
Ilya Toshinskiy
Акустическая гитара
Paul Franklin
Стил-гитара
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Бас-гитара
Charlie Judge
Клавишные инструменты
Chris Kimmerer
Барабаны
Josh Reedy
Бэк-вокал
HARDY
Вокал
Patrick Droney
Электрогитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Thomas Rhett
Автор песен
Matt Dragstrem
Автор песен
Rhett Akins
Автор песен
Josh Thompson
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Dann Huff
Продюсер
Matt Dragstrem
Продюсер
Joe Baldridge
Инженер звукозаписи
Drew Bollman
Инженер звукозаписи
Josh Ditty
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Justin Niebank
Миксинг-инженер
Adam Ayan
Мастеринг-инженер
Scott Cooke
Инженер обработки
David Huff
Инженер обработки
Слова
[Verse 1]
What do you do when you got ain't nothing to do?
You put on that smell good, tuck them jeans down in those boots, hey
You hit the drive thru, you get the number five
You hit the cornfield up in them four-wheel drive
[Verse 2]
Girls bring the pretty, boys bring the Yeti
Everybody circled up out in a Ford or Chevy
Talking Bud Light or heavy, cranking Hank or Petty
The good times just ain't ready
[Verse 3]
Till you put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on ice
And drink it down
Grab your girl, tip your hat
Grab that jar and pass it 'round
Till we ridin' white lightning
That's when everybody vibin'
Put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on ice
And fill your cup
'Til it's spillin' catch that feeling
To the ceiling, raise 'em up
We getting lit up like a downtown light
Yeah, we heating up the night
When we put it on ice
[Verse 4]
What do you do when you get through that 9 to 5?
Sick of backing up tractors, stacking hay bales to the sky, yeah
You hit the Mapco, you lay the cash down
You got that 24 laying in the back now
[Verse 5]
Girls bring the pretty, boys bring the Yeti
Everybody circled up out in a Ford or Chevy
Talking Bud Light or heavy, cranking Hank or Petty
The good times just ain't ready
[Verse 6]
Till you put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on ice
And drink it down
Grab your girl, tip your hat
Grab that jar and pass it 'round
Till we ridin' white lightning
That's when everybody vibin'
Put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on ice
And fill your cup
Till it's spillin' catch that feeling
To the ceiling, raise 'em up
We getting lit up like a downtown light
Yeah, we heating up the night
When we put it on ice
[Verse 7]
Can't you feel it getting louder now, louder now
Go and pour yourself another round, another round
Can't you feel it getting louder now, louder now
If you see it getting watered down
[Verse 8]
Put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on ice
And drink it down
Grab your girl, tip your hat
Grab that jar and pass it 'round
Till we ridin' white lightning
That's when everybody vibin'
Put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on ice
And fill your cup
Till it's spillin' catch that feeling
To the ceiling, raise 'em up
We getting lit up like a downtown light
Yeah, we heating up the night
When we put it on ice
We put it on ice
Written by: Josh Thompson, Matt Dragstrem, Rhett Akins, Thomas Rhett