Boondocks

In the Boondocks, way out there
Roll the windows down, feel that mountain air
In the Boondocks, d-d-deep in them trees
Country boys and girls that are just like me
In the Boondocks
In the Boondocks
Kickin' up dust in the trucks so high like moon-rocks
Me and my buddies we so high up
Skyscraper wearin' some boot socks
My boots knock at the sound of a threat
Layin' black rubber in daddy’s Corvette
Playin' these chords and burnin' up frets
Sunset Boulevard, call me Bret
Hills of West Virginia to the sticks of Caroline
Roll Tide Alabama, lost in them Florida pines
Boondocks, way out there
Roll the windows down, feel that mountain air
In the Boondocks, d-d-deep in them trees
Country boys and girls that are just like me
In the Boondocks, way out there
Roll the windows down, feel that mountain air
In the Boondocks, deep in them trees
Country boys and girls that are just like me
In the Boondocks
Ayy spark it up, light it high
Southern love buzzin' like mama’s peach pie
Oh my, lyrically killin' this
Playin' this game, seen a ventriloquist
I know you mad, bro I’m stealin' this
Make new sound, when nerds limit this
Bury you deep off in the foggy mist
Off in the cut stuck people say we co-exist
Hills of West Virginia, the sticks of Caroline
Roll Tide Alabama, lost in them Florida pines
In the Boondocks, way out there
Roll the windows down, feel that mountain air
In the Boondocks, deep in them trees
Country boys and girls that are just like me
In the Boondocks, way out there
Roll the windows down, feel that mountain air
In the Boondocks, deep in them trees
Country boys and girls that are just like me
In the Boondocks