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
I keep a burn shot flyin' through the welcome sign
Yeah, if you know me you know I
No, I ain't about that big city life
I'm on that small town ****
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 ****
(I'm on it, I'm on the small town ****)