County-Trap

[VERSE 1]
Yeah, I got mud on my boots, but they're designer, y'know? Got a 'Bama hat, but I'm on the top floor Yeah, this whiskey's aged, but the beat is brand new We're mixin' old-school country with the 808 boom

[PRE-CHORUS]
They said "you can't do that, gotta pick a side" I said "watch me, son," and I took 'em for a ride

[CHORUS]
Call it County-Trap, call it Hick-Hop, I don't care We're blowin' out the speakers, put your hands in the air From the L.A. hills to the holler in KY We're all gettin' lit under that same night sky Got the banjo pluckin' (pluck, pluck) Got the sub-a-thumpin' (thump, thump) Yeah, it's a brand new sound, and it's really somethin'

[VERSE 2]
My girl's a little city, and a little small-town Likes her hair done up, and she likes to get down She can rock the heels, she can work the farm Got a sweet-tea smile and a high-fashion charm We're turnin' up the bass 'til the windows shake In a jacked-up truck by a city lake

[PRE-CHORUS]
They said "you can't do that, gotta pick a side" I said "watch me, son," and I took 'em for a ride

[CHORUS]
Call it County-Trap, call it Hick-Hop, I don't care We're blowin' out the speakers, put your hands in the air From the L.A. hills to the holler in KY We're all gettin' lit under that same night sky Got the banjo pluckin' (pluck, pluck) Got the sub-a-thumpin' (thump, thump) Yeah, it's a brand new sound, and it's really somethin'

[BRIDGE]
It don't matter where you from When this beat starts to drum Just a good vibration One nation, one song

[CHORUS]
Call it County-Trap, call it Hick-Hop, I don't care We're blowin' out the speakers, put your hands in the air From the L.A. hills to the holler in KY We're all gettin' lit under that same night sky Got the banjo pluckin' (pluck, pluck) Got the sub-a-thumpin' (thump, thump) Yeah, it's a brand new sound, and it's really somethin'

[OUTRO]
Yeah, that's right. H-Town to my town. Let's go.