Sail (Remix)

Kells
Chevrolet spray painted black, rip on the back
Camo with the double flac
Daisy Duke ride right beside me and she looking good
She got down but she finer than that
Lady mud flaps, bottle of Jack
Country boy fresh but I'm keeping them stacks
Tennessee raised in them woods in the back
And I'm bumping that Smo while I'm toking that grass
Camouflage truck, Mossy Oak seats
Tats on my skin they be country as shit
My homies 'round here on the gravel made streets
I ain't talking no shit but that [?] heat
I got scars on my knuckles but it ain't no thing
'Cause I'm jerking [?] like a CS exchange
And I'm running off fumes I just need a full tank
'Cause I'm strutting these books like the junior from Hank
Started from nothing but look at me now
I got fans by the thou' from states all around
From Cali to Bama to beaches down south
Got Dixie galore, I see tits all around
Came from the bottom, I'm still at the bottom
Like mud on my boots, but that ain't no problem
If people got beef then I bring in the sauna
I'm doing it big, yeah I'm going so large
The one million that follow they straight out the hollow
Raise hell and eat cornbread you know that's the motto
A smile on my face like I just hit the lotto
Go hard like a rock, that needs the bravado
My image so high that it reach Colorado
I never stepped foot in that state that's how I know
I'm going atomo, I'm slick like a [?]
This boy right here is straight from the holler

And people always gon' talk shit
But me baby I'm all sticks
From South Carolina to deep Alabama
Been working the summer and slinging them hammers

I done came a long way from back in the day
From hauling that hay for minimum wage
And now that my name blew up like the bang
From being myself to this media thing
They catching my slang I'm barely [?]
To give them the country that spoke with these [?]
The music that slaps like a hand on the back
They be giving me props when I'm giving 'em back
See once I was nothing but not I am something
Stop laying this bitch and my life's will [?]
These people high school, they hate or they love it
The way that I does it, my fame that say fuck it
They kicking the bucket, not up on my level
No Illuminati, no worshipping devils
Just spitting red hot like the new Charlie Daniels
The one country boy that the public can't handle

And people always gon' talk shit
But me baby I'm all sticks
From South Carolina to deep Alabama
Been working the summer and slinging them hammers

I just want to uh say thanks
To all the people that uh
Said that I would never be where I am at right now
Y'all are the ones that actually pushed me
So now I can count on y'all so fuck y'all