Put A Boot In It

I heard you moved to Music City from L.A.

Traded your trap beats for a little twang

Tryna make a little money, write some radio country

You said it ain't that hard singin' 'bout a bar

Jukebox, Jack, Jim, and broken hearts

Rhymin' 'round here with cold beer

But your smoke screen is real clear

I ain't buyin' what you're sellin' right now

I'm about to take your brand-new skinny jeans and

Put a boot in it

Make that tele sing when I smooth bend it

Take it on down to the honky-tonk

Like a Haggard song

If you want this ol' boy to listen

You better put a boot in it

We can see your BS from a red dirt mile away

You ain't foolin' no one with your Realtree or your slang

Talkin' like you're one of us

But you're more country club

I'm about to take your country club (one, two, three)

And put a boot in it

And make that tele sing when I smooth bend it

Take it on down to the honky-tonk

Like a Haggard song

If you want this ol' boy to listen

You better put a boot in it

I ain't talkin' 'bout Chelsea's or J's

I'm talkin' 'bout cowhides and rattlesnakes

And put a boot in it

And make that tele sing when I smooth bend it

Take it on down to the honky-tonk

Like a Haggard song

If you want this ol' boy to listen

You better put a boot in it

You better put a boot in it

Better put a boot in it

Mm, put a boot in it

Or I'ma put a boot in it

Straight up in it

Well, put a belt buckle in it too

Cowboy hat while you're at it