[Verse 1] Dust on my boots Red clay on my truck Sticker on the back Sayin’ “raised on bad luck” Mama in the kitchen Prayin’ I don’t fall Daddy say “go hit it, boy” “Either swing or stall” Tobacco in my lip Bible on my dash Court date Thursday But tonight we mash Two-lane thunder Roarin’ past that moon If trouble got a playlist It’s what we do [Chorus] We make the backroads go boom, boom, boom (yeah) Windows down, let the wild run loose Got a chip on my shoulder And a heart that won’t move If you ridin’ with me Better like that truth We make the backroads go boom, boom, boom (hey!) Kicked-up dirt, attitude and fumes You can hear us comin’ By the way we move We make the backroads go boom, boom, boom [Verse 2] Snapback crooked Halo made of smoke Sheriff on the scanner Sayin’ “there them folk” Tank near empty Still we press that gas Whole life feelin’ Like it’s gone too fast Tattoo on my arm Say “born to stray” But I still call home ‘Fore I hit that play I’m a choir boy’s voice With a sinner’s bite Turn a Sunday suit To a Friday night [Chorus] We make the backroads go boom, boom, boom (oh yeah) Windows down, let the wild run loose Got a chip on my shoulder And a heart that won’t move If you ridin’ with me Better like that truth We make the backroads go boom, boom, boom (hey!) Kicked-up dirt, attitude and fumes You can hear us comin’ By the way we move We make the backroads go boom, boom, boom [Bridge] Hands on the roof Feet on the seat Whole crew yellin’ In the heat, off-beat If it ain’t broke We still break rules Turn that quiet night To a pack of wolves (woah) [Chorus] We make the backroads go boom, boom, boom (yeah) Windows down, let the wild run loose Got a chip on my shoulder And a heart that won’t move If you ridin’ with me Better like that truth We make the backroads go boom, boom, boom (hey!) Kicked-up dirt, attitude and fumes You can hear us comin’ By the way we move We make the backroads go boom, boom, boom

rap, Fast-paced country-rap rock at 150 BPM, gritty Southern male vocals. Palm-muted electric and bright acoustic guitars locked to a stomping kit and sub-heavy low end. Verses spit in tight triplet flows, kick and snare aggressive; chorus explodes with gang shouts, octave guitars, and wide harmonies. Modern radio polish with crispy top-end, short slap on lead vocal, and a breakdown bridge that drops to half-time then slams back in., rhythmic, electric, rap rock, male vocals, country, strong, acoustic

Backroads Go Boom