"Wine Country" lyrics

Don't need a long stem glass to drink high class don't mind a plastic clink clink
I got expensive taste, but I'm small-town-made, that's how Daddy raised me
I put the boujee in the backroads
Give me a bonfire and some vino

I like my wine country, boots, muddy
A little California in Kentucky
Black Lucchese's, dukes like Daisy
City sipping on a tailgate
Cabernet in a solo cup
I'm throwing down with my pinky up
Go on if you wanna judge me
But I like my wine country

Give me a big diamond ring and a shotgun seat if it comes with a good ol' boy
I'd take a five-star dinner floating down on the river if I really got to have my choice
I put the extra in the F-150
Might be downtown sitting pretty

But I like my wine country, boots muddy
A little California in Kentucky
Black Lucchese's, dukes like Daisy
City sipping on a tailgate
Cabernet in a solo cup
I'm throwing down with my pinky up
Go on if you wanna judge me
But I like my wine country, yeah

I put the boujee in the backroads
Give me some good juice and some George Jones

I like my wine country, boots, muddy
A little California in Kentucky
Black Lucchese's, dukes like Daisy
City sipping on a tailgate
Cabernet in a solo cup
I'm throwing down with my pinky up
Go on if you wanna judge me
But I like my wine country, yeah
Yeah, I like my wine country

Yes, I do
Go ahead and top me off there
Just a little bit more
There you go