Z71 (STOCK)

'37s humming on a no-name road
Got the windows cracked, blowing back that homegrown smoke
Twin turbos talking over Alice In Chains
Got a fresh coat of mud on the jet-black paint

Take that EFI, turn it up to five
Make a country boy get high

On six hundred horses, gon' let 'em run
Got the hammer on the metal like a loaded gun
They'll hear me coming from a mile away
In a Duramax Chevrolet
Gonna ride until it lights up the fuel
Light up in that 4x4, 4-door, 3/4 ton Z71

It ain't John Deere green, it ain't IH red
But it'll walk the dog on a pulling sled
100,000 miles, barely broken in
Burning rubber trying to chase the wind

With all them six hundred horses, gon' let 'em run
Got the hammer on the metal like a loaded gun
They'll hear me coming from a mile away
In a Duramax Chevrolet
Gonna ride until it lights up the fuel
Light up in that 4x4, 4-door, 3/4 ton Z71

Z71
Yeah, yeah

(On six hundred horses, gon' let 'em run)
(Got the hammer on the metal like a loaded gun)
(They'll hear me coming from a mile away)
(In a Duramax Chevrolet)
(Gonna ride until it lights up the fuel)
(Light up in that 4x4, 4-door, 3/4 ton Z71)

On six hundred horses, gon' let 'em run
Got the hammer on the metal like a loaded gun
They'll hear me coming from a mile away
In a Duramax Chevrolet
Gonna ride until it lights up the fuel
Light up in that 4x4, 4-door, 3/4 ton Z71
Z71
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Z71
(Take that EFI, turn it up to five)
(Make a country boy get high)