[Chorus]
Hol' up, yaa, hol' up
From that dirty, dirty South, umm, hol' up
Kickin’, relaxin’, uh, yeah, no cappin'
Straight old fashioned, Ronnie Mac’s packin'
[Verse]
Red clay trails, snakes in the brush
Hog in the pit, ain't no rush
Moonshine in jars, no ice, just trust
Granny’s recipe, make your chest combust
Old school Chevy, sittin’ heavy on chrome
Creek water runnin’, that’s my cologne
Peach cobbler sweet, but the tone all stone
They don’t understand, we was raised in the zone
[Pre-Chorus]
Swamps hum low, crickets singin' that tune
Stars so bright, light up the June
Fireflies dance, glowin' in the gloom
Southbound forever, yeah, welcome to the room
[Chorus]
Hol' up, yaa, hol' up
From that dirty, dirty South, umm, hol' up
Kickin’, relaxin’, uh, yeah, no cappin'
Straight old fashioned, Ronnie Mac’s packin'
[Verse 2]
Porch swing rockin’, mason jar sippin'
Fried catfish, grease poppin’, still drippin'
Dust on my boots, yeah, I stay steady trippin’
Life moves slow, but the grind stay rippin'