Back Roads (feat. Huey P)

Bye bye Miss American Pie

Had to hit the backroads

So I could get me a slice

I got mud slingin' from the back of my tires

And my bellbottom baby had the time of her life

I get fucked up 'n I get bucked off

I get back up 'n I go dust off

I hop back on 'n I get lost

(Yeah)(Yeah)

There's paper to gain

Got meds for the pain

What's eight little seconds for a life of fame

Plus a baddie with a fatty gon' scream my name

We in them backroads

High up in my Chevy

My baby ridin' shotgun

And we lookin' for that levy

But the levy was dry

Sippin' whisky 'n rye

She said park it right here

Boy don't you put it in drive

We in them backroads

High up in my Chevy

My baby ridin' shotgun

And we lookin' for the levy

But the levy was dry

Sippin' whisky 'n rye

She said park it right here

Boy don't you put it in drive

(No, no, no)

Bye bye Miss American Pie

Had to hit the backroads

So I could get me a slice

I got mud slingin' from the back of my tires

And my bellbottom baby had the time of her life

(Aye)

Now you can tell by how I walk

I ain't from round here

She said that it was rare to catch a city slicker down here

So I, I got my boots on, I got my blue jeans

I'm Petty

So hit your friends up, be ready

We left the lambo, we brought the Chevy

It's steady, I told her "hop in"

I tried to drive she wouldn't let me

We in them backroads

High up in my Chevy

My baby ridin' shotgun

And we lookin' for that levy

But the levy was dry

Sippin' whisky 'n rye

She said park it right here

Boy don't you put it in drive

We in them backroads

High up in my Chevy

My baby ridin' shotgun

And we lookin' for that levy

But the levy was dry

Sippin' whisky 'n rye

She said park it right here

Boy don't you put it in drive

(No, no, no)

Bye bye Miss American Pie

Had to hit the backroads

So I could get me a slice

I got mud slingin' from the back of my tires

And my bellbottom baby had the time of her life