Fire’t Up Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert

Gets rowdy down here, son

Let it go, baby

We encircled up them four-wheel drives

Stacking palettes to the sky

We got all you wanna drink

A tank of gasoline

And baby, all I need’s your light

To fire up

We gon’ tear the night up

Got ‘shine in the masons

Good times in the making

Baby, crank it

Fire’t up

Get you a little buzzed

Country queens do your thing

Y’all can get this, small town lit

Let’s fire’t up

Let’s fire’t up

Yeah, I don’t dance, all I do is this

Drink in my right, smoking with my left

From the classic fade-aways and tweeters

Old school’d on them speakers

Drop the beat and bang your head

Hell yeah!

Fire’t up

We gon’ tear the night up

Got ‘shine in the masons

Good times in the making

Baby, crank it

Fire’t up

Get you a little buzzed

Country queens do your thing

Y’all can get this, small-town lit

Let’s fire’t up

(Light it up, son)

Let’s fire’t up

We gon’ tear the night up

Got ‘shine in the masons

Good times in the making

Baby, crank it

Fire’t up

Get you a little buzzed

Country queens do your thang

Y’all can get this, small-town lit

Let’s fire’t up

We gon’ tear the night up

Got ‘shine in the masons

Good times in the making

Baby, crank it

Fire’t up

Get you a little buzzed

Country queens do your thang

Y’all can get this, small-town lit

Let’s fire’t up

Fire’t up

Let’s fire’t up

Let’s fire it all up, man