Loading…
Lyrics
[Intro]
Boot prints
Dust kicked
Wide grin
(Yeah, we on that)
[Verse 1]
Mama said, "Boy, that temper'll burn ya"
Judge said, "Son, you'll be back here soon"
Tattoo on my neck say "slow learner"
Holster on my hip say "make some room"
Credit card maxed at the quick-stop counter
Gas station ring on a motel queen
Bible in the dash and a jar in the floorboard
Halo dirty as the high-beam sheen
[Chorus]
Time to do outlaw shit
Spit in the dust, hit the throttle and dip
Middle finger high, that "I don't care" grin
If you ridin', better ride like this (like this)
Time to do outlaw shit
Heart like a match and a tank full of sin
If we go down, then we go with a kiss
Screamin' "too far gone to quit"
(Outlaw shit)
[Verse 2]
Red dirt road, got warrants in both towns
Ex still textin' that "I hate you, slide thru"
Sheriff know the sound of my broke-down hooptie
Still can't catch what he can't see in plain view
Black ice cooler and a pack in the toolbox
Fake ID for the bar off 10
I don't wanna fight, but my pride talk louder
Say the wrong word, we can run it again (hey!)
[Chorus]
Time to do outlaw shit
Spit in the dust, hit the throttle and dip
Middle finger high, that "I don't care" grin
If you ridin', better ride like this (ride like this)
Time to do outlaw shit
Heart like a match and a tank full of sin
If we go down, then we go with a kiss
Screamin' "too far gone to quit"
Yeah, we on that outlaw shit
Details
GeneratedJan 25, 2026
Duration1:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, Gritty country-trap crossover with male vocals; twangy Telecaster licks over a swung 808 groove and dusty rimshots. Verses lean into close-mic storytelling, slight drawl, and syncopated rap cadence; chorus widens with stacked gang vocals, stomps, and handclaps. Hook hits hard then drops to half-time on the last bar for a head-nod moment.
Credits
Prompt bythunder_road_rebels
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Time to do outlaw shit, country rsp
