Damnit Boy Cap Bailey (Ft. Colt Ford)

[Chorus: Colt Ford]
When they see my truck jacked up tearin' up that rut like
Damnit boy
Hot girl ridin' shotgun talkin' 'bout shotgun y'all like
Damnit boy
Got a cooler full of beer with a 12 point deer y'all be like
Damnit boy
Big dip in my lip don't take no shit got y'all like
Damnit boy

[Verse 1: Cap Bailey]
Ridin' through the creek with a 10 by me
On the gator bench seat and the rust real deep
Damnit boy I'm the baddest boy
'Round here steer clear I'm a savage boy
Straight pipes and all hear the rooster call
Thick southern drawl got my huntin' dogs
And we huntin' hogs ridin' mud bogs
With an old Mossburg and it's sawed off
Swig of shine is like swollen pine
My flow real sick like I caught the swine
Never mind my mind blame it on the wine
The homemade taste great drink it all the time
Yep I'm just a country kid doing country shit
Got up out the ditch now I'm country rich
With a flow like this everybody tellin' me damnit boy you sick