You can find me in the stix
Dirt bike fishing rod tackle box and a chick
The bush is my home
Y'all think you're country cause you drink and Smoke but I'm real country cause it's all I F*cking know
Building fires ripping lips with pliers
All my homey's real no liars in our circle just some country kids playing with sticks as kids pretending they were guns roaming the forest just for fun
Hit 10 got a pellet gun still shot at the homey's for fun
You can find me in the stixs
Dirt bike fishing rod tackle box and a chick
The bush is my home
Y'all think you're country cause you drink and Smoke but I'm real country cause it's all I F*cking know
Dad passed away when I was a boy
Started getting in shit fights in school
Smoking weed skipping class
My main focus was getting drunk stoned
And a piece of ass
Somehow still manage to pass
Never thought i'd go to college I hated class
Lived on my own since 18
Chickens in the coop
Pigs in the pan
At 18 I spent a few nights in the pen won't do That again
You can find me in the stixs
Dirt bike fishing rod tackle box and a chick
The bush is my home
Y'all think you're country cause you drink and Smoke but I'm real country cause it's all I F*cking know
Work from 5 to 5 then headed out on my bike Stop at the lake
Wet a line if I'm not working you can find me in The bush with a case of beer and a bag of kush
Always on my country grind never slack
Catch me six deep on my John Deere
In my left hand got another beer
I'm just trying to make ends if I'm winning so Are all of my friends
You can find me in the stixs
Dirt bike fishing rod tackle box and a chick
The bush is my home
Y'all think you're country cause you drink and Smoke but I'm real country cause it's all I f F*cking know
Hud - Stix Lyrics
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You can find me in the stix
Dirt bike fishing rod tackle box and a chick
The bush is my home
Y'all think you're country cause you drink and Smoke but I'm real country cause it's all I F*cking know
Building fires ripping lips with pliers
All my homey's real no liars in our circle just some country kids playing with sticks as kids pretending they were guns roaming the forest just for fun
Hit 10 got a pellet gun still shot at the homey's for fun
You can find me in the stixs
Dirt bike fishing rod tackle box and a chick
The bush is my home
Y'all think you're country cause you drink and Smoke but I'm real country cause it's all I F*cking know
Dad passed away when I was a boy
Started getting in shit fights in school
Smoking weed skipping class
My main focus was getting drunk stoned
And a piece of ass
Somehow still manage to pass
Never thought i'd go to college I hated class
Lived on my own since 18
Chickens in the coop
Pigs in the pan
At 18 I spent a few nights in the pen won't do That again
You can find me in the stixs
Dirt bike fishing rod tackle box and a chick
The bush is my home
Y'all think you're country cause you drink and Smoke but I'm real country cause it's all I F*cking know
Work from 5 to 5 then headed out on my bike Stop at the lake
Wet a line if I'm not working you can find me in The bush with a case of beer and a bag of kush
Always on my country grind never slack
Catch me six deep on my John Deere
In my left hand got another beer
I'm just trying to make ends if I'm winning so Are all of my friends
You can find me in the stixs
Dirt bike fishing rod tackle box and a chick
The bush is my home
Y'all think you're country cause you drink and Smoke but I'm real country cause it's all I f F*cking know
Dirt bike fishing rod tackle box and a chick
The bush is my home
Y'all think you're country cause you drink and Smoke but I'm real country cause it's all I F*cking know
Building fires ripping lips with pliers
All my homey's real no liars in our circle just some country kids playing with sticks as kids pretending they were guns roaming the forest just for fun
Hit 10 got a pellet gun still shot at the homey's for fun
You can find me in the stixs
Dirt bike fishing rod tackle box and a chick
The bush is my home
Y'all think you're country cause you drink and Smoke but I'm real country cause it's all I F*cking know
Dad passed away when I was a boy
Started getting in shit fights in school
Smoking weed skipping class
My main focus was getting drunk stoned
And a piece of ass
Somehow still manage to pass
Never thought i'd go to college I hated class
Lived on my own since 18
Chickens in the coop
Pigs in the pan
At 18 I spent a few nights in the pen won't do That again
You can find me in the stixs
Dirt bike fishing rod tackle box and a chick
The bush is my home
Y'all think you're country cause you drink and Smoke but I'm real country cause it's all I F*cking know
Work from 5 to 5 then headed out on my bike Stop at the lake
Wet a line if I'm not working you can find me in The bush with a case of beer and a bag of kush
Always on my country grind never slack
Catch me six deep on my John Deere
In my left hand got another beer
I'm just trying to make ends if I'm winning so Are all of my friends
You can find me in the stixs
Dirt bike fishing rod tackle box and a chick
The bush is my home
Y'all think you're country cause you drink and Smoke but I'm real country cause it's all I f F*cking know
Writer: Hudson MacDonald
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