ain't hard to see you with her all the

a death grip on this canAnd I already killed

1: Ghost Hounds, Lainey Wilson, Ghost Hounds & Lainey

and the boys, Abbey Road StudiosTake 573Woo, woo,

this could be the last time we ever talkI'm

there's a job that needs doneOr a horse to

there's a green pasture, I wanna be in itI'm

a night in PensacolaThe moon was hanging highYou said

night, I felt like a two-dollar pistolThis morning, I

1: Jordan a giver of another chanceKnows every hair

1: Lainey Wilson, Cole Swindell, Cole Swindell & Lainey

1: Post found God lookin' for the devilChasin' a

myself I'd never fall for a little charm and

1: Joe I ain't afraid of dyin', it's the

don't have a filter like this cigaretteAsk me my

a small-town girl oughta know betterThan to ride through

a reason why we put a week of work

can hook a trailer on a two-inch hitchI can

can hook a trailer on a two-inch hitchI can

I had my "ain't payin' for shit" kinda lipstick