Small Town Shit
Oh-oh-oh
I got an A to B truck that they call a Z
A cloud of dirt rolled up like it's really weed
I got them "gimme into heaven" letters underlined (underlined)
I keep a burn shot flying through that welcome sign (welcome sign)
Oh-oh-oh, yeah, if you know me you know I
Oh-oh-oh, you know I ain't about that big city life
I'm on that small town shit
I got a thirty aught six
And a stick built house out there in them sticks
Got a hillbilly habit I can never kick
No, I ain't ever getting off of it, off of it
I'm on that small town shit
(I'm on that -, I'm on that small town shit)
Yeah, I'm catching catfish where I wash my sins
I'll be out there hanging like them live oak limbs
Got a shine in the sky, shine in my drink
This country boy surviving like Hank
I'm on that small town shit
I got a thirty aught six
And a stick built house out there in them sticks
Got a hillbilly habit I can never kick (I can never kick)
I ain't ever getting off of it, off of it
I'm on that small town shit
(I'm on that -, I'm on that small town -)
(I'm on that -, I'm on that small town -)
Oh-oh-oh, yeah, if you know me you know I
Oh-oh-oh, know I ain't about that big city life
I'm on that small town shit
I got a thirty aught six
And a stick built house out there in them sticks
Got a hillbilly habit I can never kick (I can never win)
No, I ain't ever getting off of it, off of it
I'm on that small town shit
(I'm on that -, I'm on that -)
I'm on that small town shit
I'm on that small town shit
I got an A to B truck that they call a Z
A cloud of dirt rolled up like it's really weed
I got them "gimme into heaven" letters underlined (underlined)
I keep a burn shot flying through that welcome sign (welcome sign)
Oh-oh-oh, yeah, if you know me you know I
Oh-oh-oh, you know I ain't about that big city life
I'm on that small town shit
I got a thirty aught six
And a stick built house out there in them sticks
Got a hillbilly habit I can never kick
No, I ain't ever getting off of it, off of it
I'm on that small town shit
(I'm on that -, I'm on that small town shit)
Yeah, I'm catching catfish where I wash my sins
I'll be out there hanging like them live oak limbs
Got a shine in the sky, shine in my drink
This country boy surviving like Hank
I'm on that small town shit
I got a thirty aught six
And a stick built house out there in them sticks
Got a hillbilly habit I can never kick (I can never kick)
I ain't ever getting off of it, off of it
I'm on that small town shit
(I'm on that -, I'm on that small town -)
(I'm on that -, I'm on that small town -)
Oh-oh-oh, yeah, if you know me you know I
Oh-oh-oh, know I ain't about that big city life
I'm on that small town shit
I got a thirty aught six
And a stick built house out there in them sticks
Got a hillbilly habit I can never kick (I can never win)
No, I ain't ever getting off of it, off of it
I'm on that small town shit
(I'm on that -, I'm on that -)
I'm on that small town shit
I'm on that small town shit
Credits
Writer(s): Jessie Jo Dillon, Taylor Delmar Phillips, Daniel Jason Ross, Jaxson Free
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