My Kind of Party

[Chorus]
Cold beer & whiskey on my breath,
Out on the lake, bonfire sky high, no stress.
This is my kind of party, ain't nothin' less,
Dirt road vibes, we the loudest, I confess.
[Verse 1]
Boots in the dust, truck tires hummin',
Bassline thumpin', the whole crowd's drummin'.
Stars like diamonds, cuttin' through the dark,
Crickets serenade while the dogs bark.
We don’t need no neon, moon’s our spotlight,
Cans in the cooler, y’all, we drinkin’ all night.
[Chorus]
Cold beer & whiskey on my breath,
Out on the lake, bonfire sky high, no stress.
This is my kind of party, ain't nothin' less,
Dirt road vibes, we the loudest, I confess.
[Verse 2]
Gravel in my teeth, ridin’ slow through the holler,
Pocket full of nothin’ but I’m feelin’ like a baller.
Shotgun ridin’ in the seat, that's my kinfolk,
Laughin’ so hard, somebody bout to choke.
Fish fry sizzlin’, cornmeal on the plate,
Southern livin’ real, y’all, ain't no debate.
[Bridge]
Mason jars clinkin', stories gettin' told,
Heat from the fire, but the night still cold.
Grit in my soul, mud on my jeans,
This is the South, baby, livin' my dreams.
[Chorus]
Cold beer & whiskey on my breath,
Out on the lake, bonfire sky high, no stress.
This is my kind of party, ain't nothin' less,
Dirt road vibes, we the loudest, I confess.

gritty southern uplift with a driving rhythm; mix acoustic guitar strums with trap hi-hats and a booming bassline for a raw, energetic vibe, quick drums, 808s, country rap, country, rap