[Intro]
Mmhmm
Mm
(It's RVSHVD)
[Verse 1]
Pardon my Georgia slang
Willacoochee born and raised (Damn right)
Just because I talk this way
Really don't mean a thing
[Pre-Chorus]
What, you never seen a Black dude boot scoot? (Woo)
Deep roots, but I'm new school
Keep it red, white, and true blue (Yeah, yeah)
I guess I ain't built the same
Special kind of DNA
[Chorus]
Who I am is mama's homemade sweet tea
Twisted with some hundred-proof Tennessee
That kinda bonafide moon shine you only find in the sticks, yeah (Only find it in the sticks)
Alpines bumpin' dirty south hip-hop
Mix in with some country boy Rick Ross
Throw in a little Lil Wayne and a little bit of Travis Tritt
Yeah, I hit different
[Post-Chorus]
Mmhmm
[Verse 2]
Some people like the crowds
Wait in line for a club downtown
I like to take you way on out
Turn it up and crank it way up loud (Y'all know what I'm talkin' about)
[Pre-Chorus]
Ain't gonna catch me in the city (Nah)
Ain't no parkin' for this F-150 (Uh-uh)
Strictly corn bread and biscuits, catfish and chitlins
Chase with a shot of whiskey (Yes, sir)
[Chorus]
Who I am is mama's homemade sweet tea (I am)
Twisted with some hundred-proof Tennessee (Yeah)
That kinda bonafide moon shine you only find in the sticks, yeah (Only find it in the sticks)
Alpines bumpin' dirty south hip-hop
Mix in with some country boy Rick Ross
Throw in a little Lil Wayne and a little bit of Travis Tritt
Yeah, I hit different
[Post-Chorus]
Mmhmm
[Bridge]
If you like 808s and tailgates
Well, let me get a "hell yeah" (Hell yeah)
And if you like fish and grits and country shit
Holla and let me hear ya (Hey)
Whether you're rollin' on dubs or jacked-up trucks
Turn that shit up
And if you came here tonight about that life
You a real one
[Chorus]
Who I am is mama's homemade sweet tea
Twisted with some hundred-proof Tennessee
That kinda bonafide moon shine you only find in the sticks, eah (Only find it in the sticks)
Alpines bumpin' dirty south hip-hop
Mix in with some country boy Rick Ross
Throw in a little Lil Wayne and a little bit of Travis Tritt
Yeah, I hit different
[Post-Chorus]
Mmhmm
[Outro]
I hit different