We Don't

Church, yeah
Creek squad motherfucker (Yah)
If you ain’t rollin' with us, roll out, bitch!
Church, ah yeah
Last night I broke a floor, in a venue out in Florida
We was ragin' in that bitch like we’s gonna die tomorrow
I was hangin' from the rafters, they was screamin' «come and get it»
While my sound guy rolled a doobie big enough to hit a homer with
Beer sprayin' like the Winners Circle, grab that checkered flag
My career look like Daytona and I won a hundred times
Many donuts blowin' smoke looks like I set a Dunkin up in flames
Dopest country boy and everybody know my fuckin' name
We don’t-we don’t care 'bout who you with
We don’t care 'bout what you got
We don’t, we don’t, we don’t, we don’t, we don’t let the party stop
We don’t care 'bout who you with
We don’t care 'bout what you got
We don’t, we don’t, we don’t, we don’t, we don’t let the party stop
Tour bus full of legendaries, Ziploc full of orange and hairy
Back seat got that bbbbrahhh, bitch I was raised in Ashland City
The sheriff shoots the shit with me, and he knows I smoke some weed
And told me wear a helmet when I’m ridin' wheelies on the street
Creek squad, cattle prod, house of logs, I’m the boss
Elvis Presley of this generation, stick my dick in music charts
Bitch I went gold and I didn’t even know
I put the flame to mainstream, I’m rollin' up a Luke Cole
We don’t-we don’t care 'bout who you with
We don’t care 'bout what you got
We don’t, we don’t, we don’t, we don’t, we don’t let the party stop
We don’t care 'bout who you with
We don’t care 'bout what you got
We don’t, we don’t, we don’t, we don’t, we don’t let the party stop
We don’t-we don’t care 'bout who you with
We don’t care 'bout what you got
We don’t, we don’t, we don’t, we don’t, we don’t let the party stop
We don’t care 'bout who you with
We don’t care 'bout what you got
We don’t, we don’t, we don’t, we don’t, we don’t let the party stop