Make It Last - Tommy Chayne, Colt Ford, Rizzi Myers

It’s time to throw down, y’all jump in

Doesn’t really matter where we go

We got miles, a new weekend

All my friends hangin' while the pass the smoke (Pass the smoke)

The time flies by (Flies by) way too fast (Fast)

Try to slow it down and make it, make it last

And make it, make it last

Clockin' out it’s time to turn

Light it up and watch it burn

Call the girls and call the homies

Worked all week for beer money

Country folks, can’t tell us nothin'

If we ain’t fishin' we steady huntin'

For a white tail or southern honey

That’s how we do it, all summer

Great times we keep 'em comin'

On the bank tryna catch somethin'

Moonshine kisses, sweet lovin'

Party hard, we don’t work tomorrow

Back to the store for a couple bottles

Matter fact a couple cases

Skinny dippin' in the creek naked

We just livin', tryin' to make it

Day by day, passin' hay

We gonna burn this day away

Pour it up and pass it round

Tommy Chayne, I’ll hold the ground

Break it up and play it loud

Me and Colt can lay it down

Country boys we back in town (Back in town) back in town

It’s time to throw down, y’all jump in

Doesn’t really matter where we go

We got miles, a new weekend

All my friends hangin' while the pass the smoke (Pass the smoke)

The time flies by (Flies by) way too fast (Fast)

Try to slow it down and make it, make it last

And make it, make it last

I say «let's ride,» they jump in

I got that system bumpin'

Me and Tommy up to somethin'

And yeah they hear us comin'

They know we 'bout to turn up

That bonfire 'bout to burn up

These girls better get their mind right

If they wanna be in the lime light

'Cause I am that guy, redneck, so fly

Got no time for games

This flow here pure flames

Colt Ford pullin' up with a quart of shine

Tommy Chayne hoppin' out smokin' apple pine

All these lames gettin' left behind

Ain’t nothin' wrong with our bump and grind

'Cause we love that good life

Out here in the wood life

That God, family, country friends

That raise hell where the black top ends

Y’all welcome to stop through

See just how we do

We’ll drink and we’ll feed you

But understand we don’t need you

It’s time to throw down, y’all jump in

Doesn’t really matter where we go

We got miles, a new weekend

All my friends hangin' while the pass the smoke (Pass the smoke)

The time flies by (Flies by) way too fast (Fast)

Try to slow it down and make it, make it last

And make it, make it last