Lyrics

[Chorus: Rizzi Myers] It's time to throw down, y'all jump in Doesn't really matter where we go We got miles, a new weekend All my friends hangin' while the pass the smoke (Pass the smoke) The time flies by (Flies by) way too fast (Fast) Try to slow it down and make it, make it last And make it, make it last [Verse 1: Tommy Chayne] Clockin' out it's time to turn Light it up and watch it burn Call the girls and call the homies Worked all week for beer money Country folks, can't tell us nothin' If we ain't fishin' we steady huntin' For a white tail or southern honey That's how we do it, all summer Great times we keep 'em comin' On the bank tryna catch somethin' Moonshine kisses, sweet lovin' Party hard, we don't work tomorrow Back to the store for a couple bottles Matter fact a couple cases Skinny dippin' in the creek naked We just livin', tryin' to make it Day by day, passin' hay We gonna burn this day away Pour it up and pass it round Tommy Chayne, I'll hold the ground Break it up and play it loud Me and Colt can lay it down Country boys we back in town (Back in town) back in town [Chorus: Rizzi Myers] It's time to throw down, y'all jump in Doesn't really matter where we go We got miles, a new weekend All my friends hangin' while the pass the smoke (Pass the smoke) The time flies by (Flies by) way too fast (Fast) Try to slow it down and make it, make it last And make it, make it last [Verse 2: Colt Ford] I say "let's ride," they jump in I got that system bumpin' Me and Tommy up to somethin' And yeah they hear us comin' They know we 'bout to turn up That bonfire 'bout to burn up These girls better get their mind right If they wanna be in the lime light 'Cause I am that guy, redneck, so fly Got no time for games This flow here pure flames Colt Ford pullin' up with a quart of shine Tommy Chayne hoppin' out smokin' apple pine All these lames gettin' left behind Ain't nothin' wrong with our bump and grind 'Cause we love that good life Out here in the wood life That God, family, country friends That raise hell where the black top ends Y'all welcome to stop through See just how we do We'll drink and we'll feed you But understand we don't need you [Chorus] It's time to throw down, y'all jump in Doesn't really matter where we go We got miles, a new weekend All my friends hangin' while the pass the smoke (Pass the smoke) The time flies by (Flies by) way too fast (Fast) Try to slow it down and make it, make it last And make it, make it last