[Intro]
Yeah
Deep down
Sweet home, but it get wild
(Alabama)
[Chorus]
This how we do it in Alabama
Dirty red clay, big talk, big manners
Front porch sag, but the whip got scanners
Alabama battle, got grit, got standards
This how we do it in Alabama
From the church lot straight to the grandma’s
From the field to the block with the band drums
Alabama swag, this the anthem
[Verse 1]
Red dirt on my white Air Forces
Tire marks curl like them backroad horses
Mawmaw prayin’ in the kitchen, of course
While my cousin run plays by the county court
Crimson cap low, gold on the tooth
Whole state in my drawl when I talk my truth
Gas station run, hot wings, grape juice
Trap jumpin’ like a line at the drive-thru
[Chorus]
This how we do it in Alabama
Dirty red clay, big talk, big manners
Front porch sag, but the whip got scanners
Alabama battle, got grit, got standards
This how we do it in Alabama
From the church lot straight to the grandma’s
From the field to the block with the band drums
Alabama swag, this the anthem
[Verse 2]
County fair night, got a pistol in the pickup
Blue lights flash, heart beat like a hiccup
Still hit the mall, let the whole clique flick up
Say a thing wrong, you gon’ have to come and live up
Crawfish boil, get loud in the backyard
Big belt buckles and the scars from them trap wars
State line hot, but we cool at the cookout
Take the street back when the OGs pull out
[Bridge]
From Mobile up to Huntsville
Every backstreet know the drill
Tuscaloosa with the game face
Montgomery boys never stay safe
We don’t talk much, let it play out
Bible on the dash, take the gray route
Deep down south where it ain’t all glam
But we stand on it proud, yellin’ “Roll, Bama”
[Chorus]
This how we do it in Alabama
Dirty red clay, big talk, big manners
Front porch sag, but the whip got scanners
Alabama battle, got grit, got standards
This how we do it in Alabama
From the church lot straight to the grandma’s
From the field to the block with the band drums
Alabama swag, this the anthem