Lyrics:

The way you're suitin' your tie, stand out in the sticks
I'm in a tree stand high with a thirty-aught stick
Man, try me
This is my piece of handed-down land
If you wanna find out how country it gets
I got a blue-tick hound named Son of a Bitch
And you can find him
Oh, he was raised to protect this ground
Come on, y'all, raise them dicks and cuffs
Do it for a black man with sticks in his mouth
Messin' with somebody we love
Put him where the gate finds him (try me)
Come on, man, if you wanna turn it up
'Cause the girls won't scream and the guns don't run
Messin' with somebody we love
Come on, man, try me (try me)
We can have a good time, but it gets slick
Know some outlaw bikers with stalled-off sticks
They ain't like me
No, they ain't afraid to get locked down
So if you don't mind, when you see our clique
Around a bonfire burnin' with some badass chicks
Keep drivin'
Oh, till you make your way outta this town
Come on, y'all, raise them dicks and cuffs
Do it for a black man with sticks in his mouth
Messin' with somebody we love
Put him where the gate finds him (try me)
Come on, man, if you wanna turn it up
'Cause the girls won't scream and the guns don't run
Messin' with somebody we love
Come on, man, try me (try me)
2 a.m. when nobody gon' listen down
A dirt road when the shine starts hittin'
I don't wanna make you wish you didn't
Try me
So come on, y'all, raise them dicks and cuffs
Do it for a black man with sticks in his mouth
Messin' with somebody we love
Put him where the gate finds him (try me)
Come on, man, if you wanna turn it up
'Cause the girls won't scream and the guns don't run
Messin' with somebody we love
Come on, man, try me (try me)