"Fake Redneck" lyrics

"Fake Redneck"

I heard your straight pipes coming from a mile away
Drinking beer after beer like you worked all day
I see your peach Skoal grin and your pocket knife
But you treat it like a trend not a way of life

You are what you are and you ain't what you ain't
But you can't cover up your true colors with new paint
Just cause you bought the boots don't make ya Ernest T
Be anything you want man just don't be

The fake redneck
Never got your truck stuck
Man, I bet you 10 bucks you ain't been to ten buck two
Fake redneck, payin' for your catfish
Never had a fat lip, man I gotta say, buck you

Keep frontin' if you wanna, but I'm gonna break it to ya
I ain't foolin' nobody, everybody knows you a fake redneck
Why? 'Cause you can't fake redneck, so don't try

That tan's from the bed, man it ain't from the sun
John Deere tattoo but you never drove one
Trade your jacked up whip back in for a Taurus
I bet you even call the backwoods the Forrest

Just fake redneck, never got your truck stuck
Man I bet you 10 bucks, you ain't been to ten buck two
Fake redneck
Payin' for your catfish, never had a fat lip
Man, I gotta say, buck you

Be frontin' if you wanna, but I'm gonna break it to ya
I ain't foolin' nobody, everybody knows you a fake redneck
Why? 'Cause you can't fake redneck, so don't try

If you ain't got scuffs and holes in your denim
If you got hunting dogs but you don't hunt with them
If you never sip your shine from a mason jar

Well, chances are you are a fake redneck
Never got your truck stuck
Man I'll bet you ten bucks, you ain't been to ten buck two
Fake redneck
Payin' for your catfish, never had a fat lip
Man, I gotta say, buck you

Keep frontin' if you wanna, but I'm gonna break it to ya
I ain't foolin' nobody, everybody knows you a fake redneck
Why? 'Cause you can't fake redneck, so don't try

Fake redneck
Fake redneck


Writer(s): Cameron Montgomery, Benjy Davis, Michael Hardy
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