Lyrics Fire’t Up - Brantley Gilbert

Fire’t Up

Gets rowdy down here, son
Let it go, baby
We encircled up them four-wheel drives
Stacking palettes to the sky
We got all you wanna drink
A tank of gasoline
And baby, all I need’s your light
To fire it up
We gon' tear the night up
Got 'shine in the masons
Good times in the making
Baby, crank it
Fire it up
Get you a little buzzed
Country queens do your thing
Y’all can get this, small town lit
Let’s fire it up
Let’s fire it up
Yeah, I don’t dance, all I do is this
Drink in my right, smoking with my left
From the classic fade-aways and tweeters
Old school’d on them speakers
Drop the beat and bang your head
Hell yeah
Fire it up
We gon' tear the night up
Got 'shine in the masons
Good times in the making
Baby, crank it
Fire it up
Get you a little buzzed
Country queens do your thing
Y’all can get this, small-town lit
Let’s fire it up
Let’s fire it up
(Light it up, son)
Let’s fire it up
We gon' tear the night up
Got 'shine in the masons
Good times in the making
Baby, crank it
Fire it up
Get you a little buzzed
Country queens do your thang
Y’all can get this, small-town lit
Let’s fire it up
We gon' tear the night up
Got 'shine in the masons
Good times in the making
Baby, crank it
Fire it up
Get you a little buzzed
Country queens do your thang
Y’all can get this, small-town lit
Let’s fire it up
Fire it up
Let’s fire it up
Let’s fire it all up man