They Call Big Buck

[Chorus]
They call me big buck, I chase them buck tracks (Buck tracks)
I keep the country crunk, I shake them gun racks (Gun racks)
I drop them tailgates, I'm 'bout to turn up (Turn up)
They call me big buck, yeah, I'm the big buck
They call me big buck, I chase them buck tracks (Buck tracks)
I keep the country crunk, I shake them gun racks (Gun racks)
I drop them tailgates, I'm 'bout to turn up (Turn up)
They call me big buck, yeah, I'm the big buck

[Verse 1]
I'm camouflage hero, a dirt road thunder cat
Prize of the pine trees, blue flame of this country rap
I'm your best breeder hog, I'm your best huntin' dog
Tall like an evergreen 'cause my leaves would never fall
I'm true like a .22 the spur on a chicken foot
Slicker than a catfish caught in a hangin' hook
I'm the arm in the farm
I'm the red paint on the barn
I got bullets for my thirty-aught and just don't give a darn
They try to take my dixie cup, all white inside
I say no fill my cup with southern comfort let it ride
Country pride, yes sir, bubba I'm bangin' it
Kill me a big buck, gut 'em out, I'm hangin' it

[Chorus]
They call me big buck, I chase them buck tracks (Buck tracks)
I keep the country crunk, I shake them gun racks (Gun racks)
I drop them tailgates, I'm 'bout to turn up (Turn up)
They call me big buck, yeah, I'm the big buck
They call me big buck, I chase them buck tracks (Buck tracks)
I keep the country crunk, I shake them gun racks (Gun racks)
I drop them tailgates, I'm 'bout to turn up (Turn up)
They call me big buck, yeah, I'm the big buck

[Verse 2]
Load up the hog trap
Lookin' for a buck track
I'm cold like the ice that you poured on your twelve pack
I'm mud from a rooster tail down in the Georgia clay
Haters in the game, fake ones, they fade away
Now how many pounds can your test line pull in
'Cause I've caught slicker cats than you down at the river's bend
Reel 'em in, gut 'em out, y'all know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Hold me down never 'cause my line pulls many pounds
The end of the cul-de-sac surrounded by the pine trees
I'm redneck to the bone and that's all I'll ever be
Guns in my window, lock it in the four low
Mouth full of long cut, I gotta find a mud hole

[Chorus]
They call me big buck, I chase them buck tracks (Buck tracks)
I keep the country crunk, I shake them gun racks (Gun racks)
I drop them tailgates, I'm 'bout to turn up (Turn up)
They call me big buck, yeah, I'm the big buck
They call me big buck, I chase them buck tracks (Buck tracks)
I keep the country crunk, I shake them gun racks (Gun racks)
I drop them tailgates, I'm 'bout to turn up (Turn up)
They call me big buck, yeah, I'm the big buck