"Run Wild" lyrics

Whoa
Come on
Yeah

I came out of the womb like a V8 twin engine
100 mile an hour just screaming in the wind
I was a wide-eyed wild child lit up like a bonfire
Waiting for a spark and I was gone with the wind
You couldn't tell me nothing
I was jacked and buzzing
I've been good time hunting 'fore I turn 16
Living by a motto, talk with southern bravado
Dirty ball cap and a plain black tee

I like to run wild, smoke black and milds
I'm my mama's hell raising child
I like to run loose in cowboy boots
Turn up Keith Whitley on an old bar stool
I'm the life of the party pulling up on a Harley
Or a six-speed 12-valve 4×4
Dirty is my style, crooked in my smile
I'm a thoroughbred redneck running buck wild

We were rocking Chattahoochee, swimming in the Catawba
Running this town, rolling up marijuana
Nobody could stop us
Cops couldn't catch us
We were hell on a dirt road, reckless and impressive

Just running wild, smoke black and milds
I'm my mama's hell raising child
I like to run loose in cowboy boots
Turn up Keith Whitley on an old bar stool
I'm the life of the party pulling up on a Harley
Or a six-speed 12-valve 4×4
Dirty is my style, crooked in my smile
I'm a thoroughbred redneck running buck wild

(I'm a thoroughbred redneck running buck wild)

So if you're like me, pour up a drink
Light up that Marlboro Red in your pearl snap pocket
Hop up in that two-tone Dodge Ram rocket and

Run wild, smoke black and milds
I'm my mama's hell raising child
I like to run loose in cowboy boots
Turn up Keith Whitley on an old bar stool
I'm the life of the party pulling up on a Harley
Or a six-speed 12-valve 4×4
Dirty is my style, crooked in my smile
I'm a thoroughbred redneck running buck wild

(I'm a thoroughbred redneck running buck wild)
(I'm a thoroughbred redneck running buck wild)
Hell yeah