I love my country, I love my freedom

Fuck a welfare, no I don't need 'em

Shotgun raised from the woods to the plate

Ain't never went hungry, ain't ever too late

To come around here son running your mouth

You can fuck around and find out

You can fuck around and find out

You may make it through the snakes, snares, and alligators

But once you get to the gate, you can't depend on your waders

'Cause you'll be over your tater, I'm talking growing tomaters

Feeding the worms I'll fish with later

I'll have a fish stick plate over a six-foot grave

Before I take a knee as our anthem plays

My hands on my heart, I stand on what I say

And my Second Amendment handles what I can't

I ain't tryna be Billy Badass or talk shit

I'm just saying, there's the line, don't cross it

I got a Red Ryder gun when I was three

So I don't run or hide from anything

Bitch, I'm a red, white and blue-collar boy from the south

You can fuck around and find out

I love my country, I love my freedom

Fuck a welfare, no I don't need 'em

Shotgun raised from the woods to the plate

Ain't never went hungry, ain't ever too late

To come around here son running your mouth

You can fuck around and find out

You can fuck around and find out

If they looking for me, well, they know where to find me

I'll be half drunk, strapped up in a white tee

I can show you if it's needed, when you see it, you'll believe it

If you don't love it you can leave it, Michael Jackson, you can beat it

FAFO, I teach you how this game go

Different joint, same smoke, wake up, wear the same clothes

Real redneck, I'm a piece of white trash

Blue collar boy but my lady's high class

Got my music way up loud with a cigar in my mouth

Fuck around and come find out, how we do it in the south

Ain't saying nothing but you're running that mouth

Never take a handout, I'm too damn proud

I'm a son of the dirty south

Where the trucks sit high and these straight pipes loud

This land, a land of freedom

Double barrels in case we need 'em

Man up or sit your ass down

We done talking, fuck around and find out

I love my country, I love my freedom

Fuck a welfare, no I don't need 'em

Shotgun raised from the woods to the plate

Ain't never went hungry, ain't ever too late

To come around here son running your mouth

You can fuck around and find out

You can fuck around and find out

Fuck around and find out

Fuck around and find out