Cross you off that List

Big boots

Big talk

Big list

Small spot

I can pull what I want

man or bitch, that’s facts

Tatted up sweetheart

Medical scrubs intact

Love who I love

while I count these stacks

If you clown on my shine

you ain’t comin’ back

You ain’t hurtin’ my feelings

you just hurt your shot

I just lean in the doorway

let you talk your talk

Sip my drink, then I’m laughin’

as you burn that bridge

One swipe of a pen

you fall off that bitch

I’ll just cross you off the list

like you never did exist

Got a long line waitin’ for a hit like this

You can hate, you can hiss

I still lean in for a kiss

If you playin’ with my peace

you get crossed off the list

Got a cowgirl in Jordans

She a preacher’s kid with a past

a small-town rebel

with a Hollywood laugh

Got a cowgirl in eyeliner

Her spurs on the dash

I’m a rainbow in a bar fight

and I still talk trash

You can snicker in the corner

’bout the way I swing

But your friend in the corner

wanna piece of this ass in a g string

I’m a joke in your story?

Well, here’s the twist

You a punchline, baby

that I’m happy you missed

You don’t break my heart

you just clear my plate

Every “bless your heart”

is a quiet “yo, I’m straight”

Different flavors in my phone

I could do a taste test

If you don’t like how I roll

you can join the rest

Line ’em up, line ’em up

watch me pick, watch me choose

Either way, either way

I wont ever lose