White trash, trailer on a dirt road Rebel flag flying from a light pole Boondocks got miles of the fence posts No trouble man, this is my kinfolk Rednecks spread out through the deep south Beer drinking, watching country folks show out City living, that's a whole 'nother tempo Ride slow, man, this is my kinfolk Started from the mud now we here Ain't a damn thing changed here, drinking on a beer No champagne, not a Quick Stop near One ninety proof makes the [?] clear Riding through the swamp roads, see a deer pop that Night vision, born a crocodile, top that If you don't know then you might wanna drop back Game warden up a hill, right beside the hunting track All of my life I've been running these woods Yeah I still run in the same neighborhood South side, Surf City maybe y'all heard me I ain't never leaving or checking out early The same man killed my mama's only son I never grew up, I'm still having some fun I said it before, man, I love my home 'Cause this is where all my kinfolks roam White trash, trailer on a dirt road Rebel flag flying from a light pole Boondocks got miles of the fence posts No trouble man, this is my kinfolk Rednecks spread out through the deep south Beer drinking, watching country folks show out City living, that's a whole 'nother tempo Ride slow, man, this is my kinfolk Yeah, this is my kinfolk This is my kinfolk Yeah, this is my kinfolk And this is my kinfolk Get some wild bunch of young'uns raise'em up out in the country If you're counting on the party then you're right on the money It ain't nothing but a hick thing, Dixie I'ma whistle when we Always giving it names back when we was little Purdy Pa got it cooking man just pull up in the yard We be chilling, tipping back and batch'in lightning in a jar Get a pack of Timber Jack, gotta run him out the bowl He's in the trouble with the law, so he's kinda laying low My folks, my blood, man there's always something happening 'Bout to head out to the river, there's a keg that needs a'tappin' You can bet that I'll be slappin' when they show up with a lean Dirty southern redneck and I got it in my genes White trash, trailer on a dirt road Rebel flag flying from a light pole Boondocks got miles of the fence posts No trouble man, this is my kinfolk Rednecks spread out through the deep south Beer drinking, watching country folks show out City living, that's a whole 'nother tempo Ride slow, man, this is my kinfolk White trash, trailer on a dirt road Rebel flag flying from a light pole Boondocks got miles of the fence posts No trouble man, this is my kinfolk Rednecks spread out through the deep south Beer drinking, watching country folks show out City living, that's a whole 'nother tempo Ride slow, man, this is my kinfolk Yeah, this is my kinfolk This is my kinfolk Yeah, this is my kinfolk And this is my kinfolk