Red Clay - Jawga Boyz, Them Riverbank Boys

All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets

Ain’t no need for candy paint

All our drinks are moonlight made

Slingin red clay on everything

All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets

Ain’t no need for candy paint

All our drinks are moonlight made

Slingin red clay on everything

Don’t tread on me sign on the front door (front door)

Whatcha think I put it there for?

(there for)

Rebel flag flyin out the window (yee yee!)

Moonshine and Bud Light by the truckload (truckload)

Take a lesson y’all we’re preachin this hick life

Mickey Thompson drag on the turn pike (turn pipe)

City boys tryna keep keep the paint dry

Slingin the mud up on the side when I ride by

Only ice I’m buyin is in a yeti

Only whip that I’ve been drivin is a Chevy

When I get buckwild I’m ready

Pink’s up no luck and I bet it

All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets

Ain’t no need for candy paint

All our drinks are moonlight made

Slingin red clay on everything

All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets

Ain’t no need for candy paint

All our drinks are moonlight made

Slingin red clay on everything

They don’t wanna hear me speak

Rebel flag flyin' junkie packin' the heat

And when I eat I devour anything that I see

They try to take our flags down but that won’t happen to me (hell naw)

Just lawn chair sittin' sippin' on a Bud Light

Party on the river bank till the sunlight

Stockin' up the Yeti 'bout to have a fun time

And about to give 'em hell only tell 'em one time

One time is all I need though

Long as alcohol’s involved I’m gon' be broke

Not for long I’m gon' make it to the top bro

I can dress it with the old holes you can see toes

All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets

Ain’t no need for candy paint

All our drinks are moonlight made

Stickin red clay on everything

All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets

Ain’t no need for candy paint

All our drinks are moonlight made

Slingin red clay on everything

Two chains ain’t enough for a redneck (nope)

Hell I got three just in the truck bed

We ain’t gotta get ripped from a Bowflex

Country boy I’m ripped 'cause of Bowtech

Hot women gettin' dirty in the backyard

Ain’t no worries got that fury in the mason jar

And you can try to get the girls at the city bar

But how many can you fit inside a cube car

Tick tock I got the cooler and the things stocked

Ain’t stoppin' 'till I make it to the boondocks

Follow me I got the ticket in my big block

Load 'em up and come and kick it up on the toolbox

If you drivin' eight high you can stay home

Need a jacked up ride get a bank loan

Goin' back up in the pines no cellphones

Lakeside comin' live from the drop zone

Pretty ladies see me shakin' on the tailgates

Speakers in the back bumpin' Cash like an earthquake

What they do is gonna make you do a double take

You know you gonna be livin' if you’re chillin' with Them Riverbanks

All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets

Ain’t no need for candy paint

All our drinks are moonlight made

Slingin red clay on everything

All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets

Ain’t no need for candy paint

All our drinks are moonlight made

Slingin red clay on everything

All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets

Ain’t no need for candy paint

All our drinks are moonlight made

Slingin red clay on everything

All them boys in Fords and Chevrolets

Ain’t no need for candy paint

All our drinks are moonlight made

Slingin red clay on everything