Jacked Up [feat. Colt Ford & Bubba Sparxxx] - Charlie Farley, Bubba Sparxxx, Colt Ford

Woo come on

Gimme them there buck shot, buck shot

And I take 'em to that there back road

Gimme them there loud pipes, loud pipes

And I’ll rack 'em till your ear explode

Gimme them there nevermind, nevermind

It don’t matter what you give me

'Cause anything I got is four-wheel drive

Hi, I’m a redneck I keep mine

Jacked up, old truck, new tires, and I keep it

Jacked up, Solo cup, with the Crown and I’m stayin'

Jacked up, music up, windows down, so I keep it

Jacked up, and if you’re talking bad about the country

You gonna get it jacked up

I get it then kick it in four-wheel drive (yeah)

Spinnin' them tires with the grip and slingin' mud a mile high (yeah)

If you’re wonderin' where am I, I am on that mile wide

Track route, whipped out, slip n slidin'

Mack tires, get down deep, they divin'

Extra baloney, ride with the fish homey

Honest on this ride first

Run tadpoles jump out like I don’t want it

Mud on it, boggin', even if I was lonely

The only thing is, I ain’t my friends

I’m callin' 'em till the morning