Full Throttle (Remix)

(album: Blacked Out - 2015)

Guess who it is, back with the Bandits
Colt fricking Ford and them haters can't stand
Redneck Godzilla, ain't nobody realer
Hard like concrete, here comes the big killer
I'm that guy that y'all can hear coming
Redneck boy with Hank Jr bumping
I'm that guy that's rolling jacked up
Y'all know who it, y'all need need the back up
The only way I run is full throttle
Like a country girl you can keep your model
And keep your glass, I drink out the bottle
Kiss my country ass is my motto
Kiss my-kiss-kiss-kiss my-kiss my country ass is my motto

Backroad renegade, ditched the highway
Straight out the gate I always did things my way

Riding down a country road, singing along to David Allan Coe
(Slinging mud) Slinging mud high in the sky, there ain't no place that we can't ride
Full throttle, wide open, running off shine, the swamper's smoking
This is how we live and this is how we ride
Bottles in the back of my four wheel drive

There's lightning in my Mason and thunder in my pipes
That sunset I've been chasing yeah I was born to ride
I'm addicted to them highways yeah I love the country roads
I'm addicted to doing things my way got whiskey in my soul

Jacked up off my apple pie (That's right)
I've seen my tires light up like the Fourth of July
I'm off to John Deere Green man I'm so high (High)
Hit the back road flying in a jacked up four by (Yeah)
Tailgate shaking, truck nut swinging
Blacked out window with the Fosgate banging
Pass me the lightning, I'm drinking 'til sunshine
Bootlegging booze running all through my bloodlines
Roadkill Cali, smash through the valley (Come on)
Jacked up dive bar, Mustang Sally
Playing out the jukebox, girls all around me (That's right)
I'm living like an outlaw, you've probably heard about me
Back it on up like a Tonka truck (Yeah)
Baby got a body make a honkey stuck (What)
Tank top trucker hat and all tatted up
She got the whole damn bar all jacked up (Yeah)

Riding down a country road, singing along to David Allan Coe
(Slinging mud) Slinging mud high in the sky, there ain't no place that we can't ride
Full throttle, wide open, running off shine, the swamper's smoking
This is how we live and this is how we ride
Bottles in the back of my four wheel drive

In my Mason (In my Mason) got my shine (Got my shine)
Life is racing (Life is racin') in overdrive (In overdrive)
Off the highway (Off the highway) country roads (Country roads)
Living my way (Living my way) so here we go

Riding down a country road, singing along to David Allan Coe
(Slinging mud) Slinging mud high in the sky, there ain't no place that we can't ride
Full throttle, wide open, running off shine, the swamper's smoking
This is how we live and this is how we ride
Bottles in the back of my four wheel drive

Ride, this is how, this is how we ride, ride
Ri-ride, this is, this is how we ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
Bottles in the back of my four wheel drive
Bo-bottles in the back, bo-bottles in the back
Bottles in the back of my four wheel drive
Bo-bottles in the back, bo-bottles in the back