Y’all Boys

Well there's those boys, got the kinda ride

Get 55 to the gallon

They listen to that new school

Never heard of George or Alan

There's those boys wear the kinda boots

Who you ain't suppose to get muddy

Ain't got a dog that lives outside

Ain't got a buddy named Buddy

Yeah I ain't hating on them boys

Grew up lockin' their doors

There's all kinds of boys up under the sun, son

But this one's for

Y'all boys with that southern drawl boys

Hell before you know, rollin' off just right

Man that town is small boys

But you'd have a ball boys

Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night

Yeah, truck stuck, who you gon' call?

Pretty girl, who you gon' fall for?

One of them backroad runners

Man, I'm glad I'm one of

Y'all boys

(Yo Hardy

Go on tell 'em 'bout the girls one time)

Cause there's those girls, they're like golden pearls

Dipping in to trust fund money (cha-ching)

Yeah, the radio and the Jack and Coke

Is the only thing they know country

Didn't grow up on no county round

They grew up on some street

And they think they know what kind of man

They want until they meet

Y'all boys with that southern drawl boys

Hell before you know, rollin' off just right

Man, that town is small boys

But you'd have a ball boys

Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night

Yeah, truck stuck, who you gon' call?

Pretty girl, who you gon' fall for?

One of them backroad runners

Man, I'm glad I'm one of

Y'all boys

State trophy in the hall boys

Hanging somethin' that you hunted on the wall boys

You mess with one of us

You get us all boys

Yeah all of y'all boys with that southern drawl boys

Hell before you naw, rollin' off just right

Man that town is small boys

But you'd have a ball boys

Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night

Yeah, truck stuck, who you gon' call?

Pretty girl who you gon' fall for?

One of them backroad runners

Man, I'm glad I'm one of

Y'all boys