We outside no need to go club in 
Truck parked but the engine still running
Hop out in the middle of the Mudd and
I’m lookin like
Smelling like
Dixieland money
Can’t you see that money HEY  (hey y’all)
Don’t you smell this money YEAH
Lookin like smellin like feelin like Dixieland money 



South side and we outside 
Country boy but better tell ‘em I don’t play about mine
I keep a chromed out buckle on my pants line 
Alligator boots w a wife beater Tan line
Wylin out we don’t ever calm down 
Truck lifted way up off the ground 
It’s dog days and we don’t play around 
leave your girl around Us I’ll feed her to the hounds
Im On a mission out to find where the trouble at 
White lightning got me lookin for some thundercat
Outlaw country yeah I’m Bumpin that 
Got Heads ringing arms swinging like a lumber Jack 

We outside no need to go club in 
Truck parked but the engine still running
Hop out in the middle of the Mudd and
I’m lookin like
Smelling like
Dixieland money
Can’t you see that money HEY  (hey y’all)
Don’t you smell this money YEAH
Lookin like smellin like feelin like Dixieland money 


Trailer park to the holler
To some ima bum but to others ima baller
I got a dream and a dollar 
I’ll take a beat down truck  over an impala 
It’s a one way street I’m In my own lane 
You do you I do my own thing 
I’m hot boy i need a code name
Call me fuel call me fire call me propane 
I got friends in low places like I’m Garth brooks 
Stay away from one time play it by the books
Hillbilly blood got ‘em all shook
I show up country dripped down Catching all the looks 


We outside no need to go club in 
Truck parked but the engine still running
Hop out in the middle of the Mudd and
I’m lookin like
Smelling like
Dixieland money
Can’t you see that money HEY  (hey y’all)
Don’t you smell this money YEAH
Lookin like smellin like feelin like Dixieland money