IYKYK Lyrics

They ask me, "Why you wanna ride around in some ol' beat-up truck?"
And "Why you wanna mix your Billy Strings and Thunderstruck?"
And "What's up with them old boots and all that Natty Light?"
And "How come you go honky-tonkin' every Friday night?"

If you know, you know
If you don't, you don't
It's a country kind of thing that I just can't explain
You gotta feel it way down in your soul
If you know, you know

They ask me, "Why you got a flat pick on that ol' flat-top guitar?"
And "Why you gotta roll that smoke and tip that mason jar?"
And "Why you puttin' all those miles on that ol' Prevost bus?"
If they can't understand it, then they ain't one of us

If you know, you know
If you don't, you don't
It's a country kind of thing that I just can't explain
You gotta feel it way down in your soul
If you know, you know

They ask us "Why you gotta love them girls that say 'Hell yeah!' and 'Y'all'?"
And "What makes 'em so sexy comin' from a town that's small?"
And "Why you let'em break your heart with just one little grin?"
Son, if you ever met one, you'd never ask again

If you know, you know
If you don't, you don't
It's a country kind of thing that I just can't explain
You gotta feel it way down in your soul

If you know, you know
If you know, you know
Mm, if you know, you know
That's right