name ain't on every listBut they say I'm where

was standin' in the driveway waiting on our first

Lainey Wilson - "4x4xU - the kind to take

a death grip on this canAnd I already killed

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

trucks don't run if they got no gas in

was born in boots on humble groundThese kinda roots,

be your whisper in the windIn the moonlight dancin

Post Malone & Dolly Parton, Post I don't have

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

been dreamin', I been drivin'Tryin' to stay between the

know the truth? Well, I wrote it downI got

that rooster's crowin', she's kitchen table sittin'Underlining the gospel

white Tacoma and right Tecovas a match and keroseneI

ashamed of where I'm from or where I've beenWell,

I could roll you up and smoke ya, babeYou know I'm

purple hull peas on the front porchSprayin' WD-40 on

Pull out them 'get me some' jeans out the closetPut on

the middle of the nightI hear a corn

been laughin' with the TV, talkin' to the wallsDancin'