Small town, y′all town, double dutch in the park

Ice cream truck failing that emissions test hard

Got that blow up Grinch in the yard and it's MarchAin′t coming down anytime soon

Y'all, them nursing homes still rattling with some Dolly Parton

And them high school kids traveling like James Harden

In them white limousines to the Olive Garden

On prom night, it's good times, right

We be livin′ that y′all life, y'all

Rollin′ in the South

Where it's all football and Jesus (Jesus)

Barbershop talking like nah

Shut your mouth, my mama′s sweet tea's the sweetest

Turn that bass up, shawty, show ′em how

Y'all, we raise up and, y'all, we goin′ down, down, baby

Yo′ street in my Bronco

I'ma talk to ya real slow

Said where the crawdads crawl

Said living that y′all life, y'all (Y′all life, y'all)

Y′all all them dads tell them boys, "Son, walk it off"

Y'all all them mamas tell them girls, "Better keep your legs crossed"

All them hands in the stands praying for the coin toss

Lord please, "We want the ball at the half"

Say y'all, it′s all about a dub and a dirt road

And amen in a church on the third row

With your arm around your girl like a fur coat

On a Sunday, come Monday

We be livin′ that y'all life, y′all

Rollin' in the South

Where it′s all football and Jesus (Jesus)

Barbershop talking like nah

Shut your mouth, my mama's sweet tea′s the sweetest

Turn that bass up, shawty, show 'em how

Y'all, we raise up and, y′all, we goin′ down, down, baby

Yo' street in my Bronco

I′ma talk to ya real slow

Said where the crawdads crawl

Said living that y'all life, y′all (Y'all life, y′all)

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Y'all life, y'all life

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Y′all life, y′all life

Said y'all, I got that Wiffle ball, bat flip swag in my walk

Down in ′Bama where they grammar got some country in it, y'all

′Nana pudding, prayer chains, tailgates in them jeans ain't no thang

But a chicken wing, nah

(Ain′t no thang but a chicken wing)

We be livin' that y'all life, y′all

Rollin′ in the South

Where it's all football and Jesus (Jesus)

Barbershop talking like nah

Shut your mouth, my mama′s sweet tea's the sweetest

Turn that bass up, shawty, show ′em how

Y'all, we raise up and, y′all, we goin' down, down, baby

Yo' street in my Bronco

I′ma talk to ya real slow

Said where the crawdads crawl

Said living that y′all life, y'all (Y′all life, y'all)