Gold records on my sheetrock

Not bad for a boy from Mississippi

Yeah, I could buy a Maybach

But I'm still in my F-150

And my last name

Is a whole lot bigger than I thought it'd be

A lot of things changed, except one thing

Me

I'm still the same old redneck fuck, don't give a damn

Ain't afraid to throw a dead buck on my Instagram

Grain alcohol in my cup, got the whole house

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out

Yeah, middle finger to the sky, buddy, that's right

<span begin="1:29.795" end="1:32.936">I don't sprinkle Dixie Crystal on my halftime</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:32.743" end="1:33.367">(Yeah)</span></span>

Keep your in-crowd, I'll be the outcast

I'll be country till I'm dead, that's on my last name

And my last name

Is a whole lot bigger than I thought it'd be

A lot of things change

But if there's something you should know about me

I'm still the same old redneck fuck, don't give a damn

Ain't afraid to throw a dead buck on my Instagram

Grain alcohol in my cup, got the whole house

<span begin="2:02.901" end="2:06.095">Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:05.838" end="2:09.344">(Yeah)</span></span>

Yeah, wall to wall and I still ain't sold out

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out

Yeah, middle finger to the sky till I'm gone and dead

.44 in the Ford for the copperheads

Alcohol in my cup, got the whole house

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out

Middle finger to the sky till I'm gone and dead

.44 in the Ford for the copperheads

Alcohol in my cup, got the whole house

Wall to wall and I still ain't sold out