Lyrics
I love summer, I love the beach Let's ride the party, don't go reach I got a lady that likes the my beat Never got a lady that loves to cheat I love pickups, I love the dirt Kicking up dust where the cowboys flirt Got my boots and my hat with pride Country livin', we don't need to hide On the mic, I go hard, never retreat Spitting rhymes over a banjo's heat Mixing it up, east to west meet Hardcore hip hop with a country street Big belt buckles and rhymes that twist Southern charm with a rapper's fist Under the moon, we spit verses wild Country heart, with the flow reviled Riding down backroads, bass and fiddle Urban tales over the homestead riddle Got a pickup truck, but my beats are sick Crossover genre, that's the trick Horseshoes clankin' to a hip-hop sound Line dancin' in the underground My steel guitar's got a rapper's touch Lassoing beats, I create so clutch [Verse 4] With a cowboy's drawl, I lay my claim Verses deep like the fields I tame From the street to the barn, we don't conform Blending tracks like a musical storm [Chorus] In cowboy boots, I'm treading the block While old Nashville's in for a shock
