Finer Things Lyrics

Catfish caviar, south of Florida cigar
Stag grip single-action fallin' out my Chrome Hearts
Platinum on my teeth and wagyu on my grill
And George Jones crankin' out my Coupe DeVille
Yeah, I'm a five-star
Hell raisin' dive bar rockstar

I got a thing for the finer things
I'm in that deer blind with a diamond ring
My Lambo' and my ammo's all camo green
Yeah, I got an F-1 Trillion limousine
I got a ten-point blonde in the shotgun seat
I got a thing, got a thing for the finer things, yeah, I do (Ooh, hmm)

I got a fifty-foot pontoon, tripled up Evinrude
Leavin' me a tidal wave of wake when I flow through
Sippin' on a Solo of Pappy Reserve
Big H on the top for my getaway bird
Aw, turn up the "Ramblin' Man"
'Til the whole lake knows I'm a Hank fan

I got a thing for the finer things
I'm in the deer blind with the diamond ring
My Lambo' and my ammo's all camo green
Yeah, I got an F-1 Trillion limousine
I got a ten-point blonde in the shotgun seat
I got a thing, got a thing for the finer things, yeah, I do

I got a thing for the finer things
I'm in the deer blind with the diamond ring
My Lambo' and my ammo's all camo green
Yeah, I got an F-1 Trillion limousine
I got a ten-point blonde in the shotgun seat
I got a thing, got a thing for the finer things, yeah, I do

Yeah, I do, hmm