[Verse 1]

I heard you moved to Music City from L.A.

Traded your trap beats for a little twang

Tryna make a little money

Write some radio country

You said it ain't that hard singing 'bout a bar

Jukebox, Jack, Jim, and broken hearts

Rhyming "round here" with "cold beer"

But your smoke screen is real clear

I ain't buying what you're selling right now

I'm about to take your brand new skinny jean sound

[Chorus]

And put a boot in it

Make that Tele sing when I smooth bend it

Take it on down to the honky tonk

Like a Haggard song

If you want this ol' boy to listen

You better put a boot in it

[Verse 2]

We can see your BS from a red dirt mile away

You ain't fooling no one with your Realtree or your slang

Talking like you're one of us

But you're more country club

I'm about to take your country club

[Chorus]

And put a boot in it

And make that Tele sing when I smooth bend it

Take it on down to the honky tonk

Like a Haggard song

If you want this ol' boy to listen

You better put a boot in it

[Bridge]

I ain't talking bout Chelsea's or J's

I'm talking 'bout cowhides and rattlesnakes

[Chorus]

And put a boot in it

And make that Tele sing when I smooth bend it

Take it on down to the honky tonk

Like a Haggard song

If you want this ol' boy to listen

You better put a boot in it

[Post-Chorus]

You better put a boot in it

Better put a boot in it

Mm, put a boot in it

[Outro]

Or I'ma put a boot in it

Straight up in it

Yeah, put a belt buckle in it too

A cowboy hat while you're at it