Tono: Fm
Introducción: Em E5 Em Em E5 Em E5
Em E5
Twen, twent, twenty four pack got it cold bud light (bud light)
E5
Six blunts rolled bitch, don't roll 'em tight (roll 'em tight)
Em G5
Cooler full of ice in the middle of the field
Em
That's just how I'm livin' man I grew up in the ville
Em
Twen, twent, twenty four pack got it cold bud light (cold bud light)
Em
Twenty four pack got it cold bud light
Em
Twen, twent, twenty four pack got it cold bud light
Em
That,that,thats just how I'm livin' I grew up in the ville
E5
I grew up in the ville man, I grew up with it real
E5
You can call me hank I'm the king of the hill
E5
Propane flow and I ain't talking about a grill (bitch)
E5
But if you run up you can feel the steel
E5
I don't pop the pills man, all I do is drink (drink)
E5
If you come around me boy, you really smell the dank (dank)
E5 G5
And all around me, got water like a tank
Em
Florida water Dolph, don't give a fuck about a thing (bitch)
Em Gm
3.5 man, I take it to the brain (to the brain)
Em
5.4 man, let's rush it to the flame (to the flame)
Em Gm
But I still love my truck cause it still does it thang (does it's thang)
Em E5
Have it lifted up, got it sitting like crane
E5
W..ith a gugci cowboy never could seen
E5
But my brother taught me, how to stand up in the main
E5
And always have respect and always collect a check
E5
Never give up, Put your boot up on their neck
Em
Twen, twent, twenty four pack got it cold bud light (bud light)
Em
Six blunts rolled bitch, don't roll 'em tight (roll 'em tight)
Em Gm
Cooler full of ice in the middle of the field
Em
That's just how I'm livin' man I grew up in the ville
Em
Twen, twent, twenty four pack got it cold bud light (cold bud light)
Em
Twenty four pack got cold bud light
Em A5
Twen, twent, twenty four pack got it cold bud light
Em
That,that,thats just how I'm livin' I grew up in the ville
E5
Grew up different way boy, I was burning down them jays (burning jays)
E5
Interfere with cattle while we serving all the hay (all the hay)
E5
Never been to Seattle but I see all seven days (every day)
E5
And I'm a Florida boy God, we cross by the lake
Em Gm
A..ll I do is smoke boy, I could never joke (joke)
Em
Step in my boots boy, you'll see it ain't no joke (joke)
Em G5
Step in my town you lookin' at my folk folk)
E5
And I'm a country boy, but the city loves me though
Em Gm
D..rink hard like my mother, work hard like my brother (my brother)
Em
Stack it like pop shit, you can call me bubba (bubba)
Em Gm
This music never stops, in the backwoods like the gutter
Em
Dirty hands and dirty money, it really otta matter
Em
Twen, twent, twenty four pack got it cold bud light (bud light)
Em
Six blunts rolled bitch, don't roll 'em tight (roll 'em tight)
Em G5
Cooler full of ice in the middle of the field
E5 Am
That's just how I'm livin' man I grew up in the ville
Am
Twen, twent, twenty four pack got it cold bud light (cold bud light)
Am
Twenty four pack got it cold bud light (bud light)
E5 A5
Twen, twent, twenty four pack got it cold bud light
E5 A5
That,that,thats just how I'm livin', man I grew up in the ville (in the ville)