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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Got a six-pack rattlin' in the floor
That old Ford paint could use some more
My rifle rides clean behind the seat
Sun on the dash, dust on my boots
[Verse 2]
There's a girl in town with a sideways grin
She likes my truck and the way I sing
But when the night gets low and mean
I roll one up and let it breathe
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I work hard, I play rough
But there’s one thing I can't get enough
It ain't the chrome, it ain't the cash
It ain't her laugh or a buckshot blast
[Chorus]
Roll that green, roll that green
Best damn thing that I ever seen
Truck bed low, world slow
That sweet smoke takes me home
Roll that green, roll that green
(roll that green)
Love runs deep, it burns clean
[Verse 3]
I can sight that scope in a dusty field
Keep my hands calm, keep my nerve steel
But when Friday comes and the stars come out
I reach for my stash, I don't mess around
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I work hard, I play rough
But there’s one thing I can't get enough
It ain't the chrome, it ain't the cash
It ain't her laugh or a buckshot blast
[Chorus]
Roll that green, roll that green
Best damn thing that I ever seen
Truck bed low, world slow
That sweet smoke takes me home
Roll that green, roll that green
(roll that green)
Love runs deep, it burns clean
[Bridge]
By the lake, by the fence, by the county line
That little green leaf gets me every time
I had my truck, I had my gun
Then I found the one that felt like sun
[Final Chorus]
Roll that green, roll that green
Best damn thing that I ever seen
Truck bed low, world slow
That sweet smoke takes me home
Roll that green, roll that green
(roll that green)
Love runs deep, it burns clean
Roll that green, roll that green
My kind of prayer, my kind of dream
Details
GeneratedAug 11, 2026
Duration3:30
LanguageEnglish
Style
Country with a laid-back two-step groove, acoustic strum and steel-guitar licks; verse rides a dry back-porch pocket, pre-chorus opens with handclaps and a rising fiddle line, chorus lands with stacked male harmonies and a chantable hook. Gravelly male lead with warm doubles on the hook, short delay throws on key words, a few sung asides in parentheses. Ear candy: harmonica tag before the second chorus, reverse guitar swell into the bridge, final chorus with crowd-style gang vocals. Bright, woody, and punchy mix with a dusty drawl., male vocals, country
Credits
Prompt bySoulfulRider528
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A country song, male voice, singing about his truck, his gun, women, and most of all… how much he loves marijuana
