[Verse 1]
Dust on the dash
Grin on my face
Phone light up
She sendin’ that place
Snap of them boots
Crop top low
Text say “hurry”
I’m drivin’ like whoa
Low brim cap
Country boy clean
Chain on my neck
Smellin’ like green
She said “bring that smile
And a case on ice”
I know what she mean
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout dice (nah)
[Chorus]
On my way to that backroad baby
Body talkin’ like “come here, maybe”
She a wild one, trouble in jeans
Hands on me, tryna rip through seams
Yeah she ride, yeah she ride so crazy
Got me prayin’ and I ain’t that saintly
She a bad little flame, that’s true
Bout to do all the things she said she’d do (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Forty on the dash
Heart do a hundred
See her on the porch
Like “boy, you comin’?”
Lip gloss shine
Eyes on sin
One slow hug
Then she pull me in
Hip bone hit
My belt line rough
She laugh low
Say “I like it tough”
That good girl talk
Got a mean little twist
Every “come here”
Sound more like a risk (hey)
[Chorus]
On my way to that backroad baby
Body talkin’ like “come here, maybe”
She a wild one, trouble in jeans
Hands on me, tryna rip through seams
Yeah she ride, yeah she ride so crazy
Got me prayin’ and I ain’t that saintly
She a bad little flame, that’s true
Bout to do all the things she said she’d do (yeah)
[Bridge]
Windows fog up
Radio low
She in my lap
Tell me “don’t go”
Stars look down
Actin’ brand-new
But they ain’t seen
What we ’bout to do (woo)
[Chorus]
On my way to that backroad baby
Body talkin’ like “come here, maybe”
She a wild one, trouble in jeans
Hands on me, tryna rip through seams
Yeah she ride, yeah she ride so crazy
Got me prayin’ and I ain’t that saintly
She a bad little flame, that’s true
Bout to do all the things she said she’d do