SOLD OUT (Live from Red Rocks)

Gold records on the 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 lotta things changed

Except one thing, me

You got it!

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 what?

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

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

I don't sprinkle Dixie Crystal on my half-time

Keep your in crowd, I'll be the outcast

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

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

A lotta things changed

But if there's something you should know about me

I can't hear you!

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

Oh 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