Lyrics Red Clay - Jawga Boyz, Them Riverbank Boys

Red Clay

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