[Chorus] We just some country boys raised on the dirt roads I drive a jacked up truck and it rolls coal I keep a cooler in the back and they ice cold And when we rap you can say that we got a nice flow I keep a shotgun I keep a rifle I keep the pedal to the metal and it might blow And when we come to your town we throw a night show Born and raised in the sticks yeah aint that right bro [Verse 1 Dez] Born and raised in the sticks like my ancestors I keep a tight grip on the Winchester Yeah you dont really really wanna go and test her You gon mess around gon get yourself hurt Got a cooler in the back and I fill it with ice Sittin up tall and Im lookin real nice So wave at em, say how yall doin Hop in the back lets get this thing movin Dez on the back and the back of the saddle Thrash on the beat make the windows rattle Peddle to the metal and I think I might blow Aint nobody really wanna touch my flow But keep the beat goin if you will maestro They tell me that Im sick and I tell them I know I roll with my super crew Im leavin tracks on the roof of your Subaru I got the dust flyin and I got the mud slingin Ima be out here tonight for all Im thinkin Yeah and I keep it rollin Hangin the corners and drive it like I stole it Holdin the pump shotgun out the window With my left hand, speakers blowin yeah man You couldnt meditate to a better state than the peach state If you was raised here then you can relate Were proud of where we come from take it to the bank Ima grab a cane pole, we gon take it to the banks of the river Just chillin with the fellas Im reelin in a monster makin them boys jealous I caught my limit in about an hour or so I head back to the sticks down that old dirt road Yeah yes sir were some country boys Trucks from all in the south are gonna bump this noise Come on You might also like[Chorus] We just some country boys raised on the dirt roads I drive a jacked up truck and it rolls coal I keep a cooler in the back and they ice cold And when we rap you can say that we got a nice flow I keep a shotgun I keep a rifle I keep the pedal to the metal and it might blow And when we come to your town we throw a night show Born and raised in the sticks aint that right bro [Verse 2 D. Thrash] Jawga Boys And we love the south and everything its all about Big fields, dirt roads, an accent coming out my mouth I cant change the way that I live or where I came from just cant be done Im the kind of guy that might try to find another place to shoot his gun We like trucks we like beer and some of us make stuff thats clear When it comes to shootin big bucks and deer dont believe everything you hear Some of these folks like to tell a lie or two man thats how they do Well Im the kind of guy thats might try and find it if you really tellin me the truth Drivin down the dirt roads kickin up dust swerving to miss the ruts With a country girl by my side who loves to ride in a jacked up truck Its what I love, its how I live, and Im always gonna keep it for real If youve ever been around me then you know the deal I pop seals on beers Thats right we live our life way back here in the sticks And you find out it aint right and it aint right to come out here and start some shit Cause you will end up in a bad situation No hesitation when I get impatient But we also look to the sky and pray for the great destination [Chorus] We just some country boys raised on the dirt roads I drive a jacked up truck and it rolls coal I keep a cooler in the back and they ice cold And when we rap you can say that we got a nice flow I keep a shotgun I keep a rifle I keep the pedal to the metal and it might blow And when we come to your town we throw a night show Born and raised in the sticks aint that right bro
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