Outshine Me - Colt Ford

I got a copper still hand built up in the hills

Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill

White liquor hits you quicker, knock you off your feet

Lay down your mason jars, you can’t outshine me

I’ma put it out here, let me tell y’all something

What do y’all think my still be pumpin'

90 proof, spit the truth

Stop tellin' everybody you can do what I do

So if you can, you better get like me

Go sit down and write a hit like me

From where I stand you ain’t shit to me

Gotta sell a few mil outta your own still

I won’t sugar coat it, burn your throat

Scared stay scared, I’m locked and loaded

Real is all me, they all can feel me

Dirt road the steeple, man of the people

Mix it, churn it, light it, burn it

Daylight to dark, me and my folks earn it

Plow it, haul it, hunt it, shoot it, skin it, fry it

That’s how we do it

Sip it, chug it, jar it, jug it

Do a little better than anyone else does it

Y’all are chasin' a thoroughbred

Y’all done got lapped out miles ahead

Too late to slow down, I’m a runaway train

Colt Ford, remember my name

Haters, Tweeters, bloggers, bashers

Watch your mouth 'cause I run these pastures

I got a copper still hand built up in the hills

Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill

White liquor hits you quicker, knock you off your feet

Lay down your mason jars, you can’t outshine me

I got a copper still hand built up in the hills

Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill

White liquor hits you quicker, knock you off your feet

Lay down your mason jars, you can’t outshine me

I can’t take this, I wanna make this real clear

What do y’all think I’ve been doin' here

Switchin' gears and changin' lanes

Jackin' up trucks, runnin' down lames

Light that flame for America

Cross that line I’m darin' ya

I got a shotgun that’ll take care of ya

And a mud hole that I’ll bury ya

Gotta bunch of county folks all down to ride

And a bunch of rednecks ain’t scared to fight

I’ma give it to ya my way, dirt road, highway

Four-wheel, jack it up, talk shit, back it up

Y’all a trip and I’m out of your league

Sippin' shine and I’m hard to see

I’m somethin' you’ll never be

It’s a pipe dream, you can’t outshine me

'Cause I’m dura-coated, turbo charged

Everything about me is large

Y’all keep chasin' a thoroughbred

Y’all done got lapped out miles ahead

I will never slow down, I’m a runaway train

Colt Ford, remember my name

Haters, Tweeters, bloggers, bashers

Watch your mouth 'cause I run these pastures

I got a copper still hand built up in the hills

Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill

White liquor hits you quicker, knock you off your feet

Lay down your mason jars, you can’t outshine me

I got a copper still hand built up in the hills

Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill

White liquor hits you quicker, knock you off your feet

Lay down your mason jars, you can’t outshine me

I got a copper still hand built up in the hills

Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill

White liquor hits you quicker, knock you off your feet

Lay down your mason jars, you can’t outshine me

I got a copper still hand built up in the hills

Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill

White liquor hits you quicker, knock you off your feet

Lay down your mason jars, you can’t outshine me