Redneck Rockstar

(الألبوم: Got Me Like Whoa - 2017)

Aw, yeah
What's up, honey?
I see you looking at me
Nah, man, I think she's looking at me
Well let's find out

Friday, I'm feeling rich
Saturday night, I'm spending it
Sunday, sun up, still at the bar
Like a redneck rockstar (Rockstar)
Monday, I'm broke again
Tuesday, Wednesday, I'm begging friends
On Thursday payday's so damn far
I'm a redneck rockstar (Rockstar)

Redneck rockstar, cashing my check on a Friday
Balling out the same night, go ahead tap the keg
I'll get drunk off the ladies who stay twerking up in the denim
I waste money on gasoline at the 7-Eleven

A couple cans of tobacco and a case of the good-good
I'll be in the cut Silverado, rocking the Cowl hood
All I do is bust my ass from sun up to sun down
To put the green in my pocket, pay bills and smoke loud

It's that backwoods, gotta get it by any means kind of living
I've junked metal, painted houses, done some crooked shit even
But I ain't even gonna lie, I spend dollars on good times
So grab the jar of moonshine and put some gas on the fire, ha

Friday, I'm feeling rich
Saturday night, I'm spending it
Sunday, sun up, still at the bar
Like a redneck rockstar (Rockstar)
Monday, I'm broke again
Tuesday, Wednesday, I'm begging friends
On Thursday payday's so damn far
I'm a redneck rockstar (Rockstar)

I stay cruising the backroads of my own hometown
Tailgating in tall grass, sipping on that brown
Deep in the co-co-country, yeah, that's where I'm found
Where your iPhone don't get service in a small ass town

In the holler it goes down, southern belles getting wild
Dirty dancing in a diesel to a deep southern sound
Saturday night I'm knee slapping to Alan Jackson
With Coca Cola and a splash of Jack in the action, let's make it happen

About dead on Sunday, but still make it to church
Rolling into work hungover, and my damn back hurts
But I gotta sweat for the paper to burn a hole in my jeans
Redneck rockstar, repeat it all next week, ha

Friday, I'm feeling rich
Saturday night, I'm spending it
Sunday, sun up, still at the bar
Like a redneck rockstar (Rockstar)
Monday, I'm broke again
Tuesday, Wednesday, I'm begging friends
On Thursday payday's so damn far
I'm a redneck rockstar (Rockstar)

Uh, start it, ha-ha-ha-ha
Don't be ashamed to get wild on the weekends, son
In this crazy world we live in
We gotta learn how to let loose somehow
Tell 'em what it is, Drew

Ain't got my rent paid, nothing saved, truck's up on blocks
Not a dime to my name, good looks are all that I've got
Ain't got my rent paid, nothing saved, truck's up on blocks
But when Friday rolls around, I'm buying shots round the clock

Upchurch, redneck rockstar, repeat it all next week, ha

Friday, I'm feeling rich
Saturday night, I'm spending it
Sunday, sun up, still at the bar
Like a redneck rockstar (Rockstar)
Monday, I'm broke again
Tuesday, Wednesday, I'm begging friends
On Thursday payday's so damn far
I'm a redneck rockstar (Rockstar) (Come on)

Friday (Friday) I'm feeling rich
Saturday night, I'm spending it
Sunday, sun up, still at the bar
Like a redneck rockstar (Rockstar)
Monday (Monday) I'm broke again
Tuesday, Wednesday, I'm begging friends
On Thursday payday's so damn far
I'm a redneck rockstar (Rockstar)