Y'all Life (feat. Ciara)

Y’all life, y'all

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

Ice cream truck failing that emissions test hard

Gots a blow up Grinch in the yard and it's March

Ain't comin' 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 (Show 'em how)

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

Your 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)

Yah, yah

It ain't nothing better than them Sunday night lights

Every night, baby, got me in my bag, yah, yah

If you ever disrespect the fam, baby

You know that's a flag

Throw it up, give me Jesus, football

That's that cup of life, hold up

Yah, yah, yeah, you know it's us

We the ones with all these brand-new blues

Sayin' "In God, we trust"

See, you trying to copy my wave

But you cannot do it my way

It don't matter how you try

I'ma be a Southern girl for the rest of my life

We be livin' that y'all life, y'all rolling 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 (Show 'em how)

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

Your 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)

If you're winners

Let me see you put your hands in the air (Y'all life, y'all life)

Break it down, y'all, sing it (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 puddin', prayer chains, tailgates in them jeans

Ain't no thang (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 (Show 'em how)

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

Your 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)