[Verse]
OBS Chevy, paint chippin', still flexin'
Bed full of rods, tackle box, no guessin'
Hammer lane cruisin', engine rumble confessin'
8 Mile Rd, where the breeze feels a blessin'
Northbound dreams, walnut trees in the glow
Sacramento River, let the reel line flow
Fish jump, splash like a stack hit the floor
Hustlin' hooks, baitin' schemes, wantin' more
[Chorus]
On my way, no delay, to the slough
Whiskey whispers callin', water blue
Catchin' bass, castin' past, nothin' new
Country gangster life, fishin' crew
[Verse 2]
Mud on my boots, but the grind still clean
Camo cap tilted, with a gangster lean
Riverbank kingpin, bait so mean
Drag scream louder than a broke slot machine
Hit the dock, poles pop, sunset lit
Lunker dreams, cast out, never quit
Backroads to riches, my rods legit
From the river to the slough, I’m built for this grit
[Chorus]
On my way, no delay, to the slough
Whiskey whispers callin', water blue
Catchin' bass, castin' past, nothin' new
Country gangster life, fishin' crew