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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Mud on the chrome
Drive-thru fries gettin' cold in the console
Sticker on the back say “Bless this home”
But I’m cussin’ at the road, tryna beat that sundown
Cornfield wind through the window
Red dirt dust in the shadow of the silos
Mama on the line say “boy, take it slow”
But I’m livin’ kinda fast for this one-lane zip code
[Chorus]
I’m that backroads and 808 plates (yeah)
Bible on the dash, still ridin’ with the snakes (hey!)
Cooler in the bed, got the weekend paid
Boots in the gravel, but my tongue still swang
I’m that backroads and 808 plates (uh)
Small-town heart with a big-city taste
Can’t box me in, I was built this way
I’m that backroads and 808 plates
[Verse 2]
Snapback low, got a scar on my cheekbone
From a fight by the river that I shoulda left alone
She’s sittin’ in the cab in her cutoff jeans
Singin’ every wrong word like it’s meant to be
Gas light on, but we still do laps
Round the same four blocks like a flex we flash
Sheriff know my name, just shakes his head
“Boy, you talk like the city but you work like your dad”
[Chorus]
I’m that backroads and 808 plates (yeah)
Bible on the dash, still ridin’ with the snakes (woo!)
Cooler in the bed, got the weekend paid
Boots in the gravel, but my tongue still swang
I’m that backroads and 808 plates
Small-town heart with a big-city taste
Can’t box me in, I was built this way
I’m that backroads and 808 plates (backroads and 808 plates)
Details
GeneratedFeb 1, 2026
Duration2:02
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Country trap bounce with dusty acoustic guitar loop, thumping sub, and crisp hats. Male vocals, laid-back drawl in the verses, swagger and stacked sing-rap harmonies on the hook. Big gang chants on key lines, subtle slide guitar in the background, hook hits wider with layered ad-libs and extra low-end weight., country
Credits
Prompt byElectricLogic325
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Country rap
