Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Dust on my boots Mud on the license plate Derby just ended Whole town buzzin' late Cousin got a black eye Said he “slipped in the stands” We know that’s a woman thing He still holdin’ her hand [Chorus] Indiana summer nights Busch light cold in the styrofoam white Windows down, smoke rollin’ in the sky Country songs loud, we’re yellin’ every line Booze cruisin’ them gravel roads Chasin’ them girls, chasin’ that glow If it all goes wrong, still feels so right Indiana summer nights [Verse 2] Tailgate throne Cooler like a gold mine Fishing poles rattlin’ In the back, crossed lines Buddy tryin’ slick talk To the same girl I like I’m laughin’, he’s flashin’ We might scrap by midnight [Pre-Chorus] Gas gauge low But the vibe too high We pass that jar Let the world slide by [Chorus] [Bridge] [low vocal register] Headlights cut through cornfield fog We pass that can, we pass that log You mad ‘bout her, I’m mad ‘bout him But we brothers first, that’s thick as sin [beat drops, just bass and snaps] So we crack one more, let the anger drift Country on the dial, let the chorus hit [Chorus]
Tags
rap, Country trap beat with twangy banjo loop and thick 808 low end, male vocals. Verses stay tight and percussive with a half-time bounce; hook explodes with gang vocals, claps, and stacked harmonies. Subtle slide guitar swells in the background, kick and bass locked in for head-nod drive. Bridge strips to bass, snaps, and ad-libs before a final big-hook return., light, country
Duration
2:11
Instrumental
No
Created
1/7/2026