Country party

This is a country boy swag production 
Spark the fire it's time to party country style

[Chorus]
Bonfire blazin’ in the middle of the field,
Cold beer sweatin’, yeah, that’s my shield.
Hay scattered like confetti in the air,
Everything’s golden under starlight glare.
This how we party, this how we feel,
Out in the country, we’re keepin’ it real.
[Verse 1]
Truck tires sunk in the mud, no regret,
Red dirt roads where the sun just set.
Boots stompin’, dogs barkin’, sparks fly,
Moon’s a lantern hangin’ in the wide sky.
Tailgate a throne, cooler’s the crown,
Speakers bump bass while we pass it around.
[Chorus]
Bonfire blazin’ in the middle of the field,
Cold beer sweatin’, yeah, that’s my shield.
Hay scattered like confetti in the air,
Everything’s golden under starlight glare.
This how we party, this how we feel,
Out in the country, we’re keepin’ it real.
[Verse 2]
Smoke curls dance like ghosts through the pines,
Four-wheelers roar, cuttin’ deep dirt lines.
Flannel and denim, a dress code divine,
Mason jars full, taste sweeter than wine.
City lights fade where the crickets serenade,
Out here, we’re rich in the plans we’ve made.
[Bridge]
Shotgun shells and the stories they tell,
Laughter echoes, a familiar spell.
Fire pops, embers rise to the dome,
Out here’s the only place that feels like home.
[Chorus]
Bonfire blazin’ in the middle of the field,
Cold beer sweatin’, yeah, that’s my shield.
Hay scattered like confetti in the air,
Everything’s golden under starlight glare.
This how we party, this how we feel,
Out in the country, we’re keepin’ it real.

country, country-rap, 808s mixed with acoustic guitar, rap, energetic and celebratory vibe, high energy