Out Here - The Lacs

Yeah, better know where you at, out here

Ha ha ha ha ha

Just a roughneck, country bumpkin

What y’all think?

Keep it comin'

Close knit, we take care of our own

We’ll be here when y’all long gone

Pine trees, the black ground

Them country folks don’t back down

Betta learn how to act 'round

Or get your ass straight slapped down

My daddy taught me how to hold a gun

Lead and shoot, and hit em' the run

Plow and plantin', live off the land

Huntin', fishin', and how to be a man

We don’t need no grocery store

Just go to the field and get some more

We tried to tell them city folks

But they won’t ever really know

Got an old knife and an old truck

Bunch of old guns and some old stuff

I was taught to live them old ways

Been doin' this since them old days

We don’t need no big mansion

Just a mud hole or a river landin'

Crank it up, grow with us

We’ll show y’all how the country does

Out here, shotguns and buck knives

Disappear, in the woods by sunrise

And out here, it’s all built with your hands

You gotta live it to understand, that’s how we do it

Way out here where the law don’t be patrollin'

You can throw back beer, raise hell, no one will know it

Buddy, way out here it’s slow and easy livin'

Got a buzz on chillin' (Chillin')

That’s how we do it out here (Way out here)

That’s how we do it out here (Way out here)

That’s how we do it out here (Way out here)

That’s how we do it out here (Way out here)

Southern talk, southern raised

I’ll be damn, I ever change

Hit that jar, pass it 'round

Kick back, pa gonna tell 'em

'Bout them dirt roads that dead end

Them rednecks get loose

And my four-wheel drives my best friend

That Bentley ain’t gon' do (Naw)

So I creep on, to that creek bank

'Bout drunk as hell, can’t see straight

That Jon boat witta' 25, pay me no mind, ease by

No street lights flashing on

No service on my cell phone

That shine got a little bit of bite

But it goes down right, call it that home grown

Boys how you like that shotgun

Ain’t got the aim when I pop one

That buck up in the back of that truck

Them boys like damn, he got one

I shoot it, skin it, clean it, drop it in my pot to fry

If the rack is big enough, I hang it on my wall to shine

Ain’t no lie, can’t do that

Granddaddy find out, whip that ass

Redneck laws we grew up on

Take them back roads, can’t go wrong

Buddy, my bloodline and my last name

Ain’t shit changed about me

See y’all high class and I’m white trash

And that’s all I’m ever go be (Yeah)

Out here, shotguns and buck knives

Disappear, in the woods by sunrise

And out here, it’s all built with your hands

You gotta live it to understand, that’s how we do it

Way out here where the law don’t be patrollin'

You can throw back beer, raise hell, no one will know it

Buddy, way out here it’s slow and easy livin'

Got a buzz on chillin' (Chillin)

That’s how we do it out here (Way out here)

That’s how we do it out here (Way out here)

That’s how we do it out here (Way out here)

That’s how we do it out here (Way out here)

(Out out-out-out here) Where we come from

(Out here, out here) We like to shoot our guns

(Out out-out-out here) We take care of our own

(Out here, out here) That’s where we call home

I said out here, where we come from

Out here, we like to shoot our guns

I said out here, we take care of our own

Out here, that’s where we call home

Out here, shotguns and buck knives

Disappear, in the woods by sunrise

And out here, it’s all built with your hands

You gotta live it to understand, that’s how we do it

Way out here where the law don’t be patrollin'

You can throw back beer, raise hell, no one will know it

Buddy, way out here it’s slow and easy livin'

Got a buzz on chillin' (Chillin')

That’s how we do it out here (Way out here)

That’s how we do it out here (Way out here)

That’s how we do it out here (Way out here)

That’s how we do it out here (Way out here)