

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] If I die tomorrow Bury me out back of the bar Boots on the rail, hat on my face Let me lean where the broke lights are Tattooed Bible in my jacket Folded letter in the inside seam "Tell my mama that I made it Just not the way we dreamed" [Chorus] Outlaw heaven with whisky on the table Halo made of smoke in the air If the good Lord's takin' roll, I ain't stable But save me a stool up there If I die tomorrow, don't cry, just follow Raise that bottle high when you pray Outlaw heaven with whisky, if I can't stay sober Then let me ride out that way (hey) [Verse 2] Pocket full of unpaid tickets Phone full of girls I ghosted twice Heart like a stolen pickup Runs real hard but it pays the price Judge said, "Son, you won't learn" I just laughed, said, "We'll both see" If my name's carved in that bar-top wood That's good enough for me (yeah) [Chorus] Outlaw heaven with whisky on the table Halo made of smoke in the air If the good Lord's takin' roll, I ain't stable But save me a stool up there If I die tomorrow, don't cry, just follow Raise that bottle high when you pray Outlaw heaven with whisky, if I can't stay sober Then let me ride out that way (ride out) [Bridge] If there's a gate, hope it swings like saloon doors Hope the saints got scars and old tour shirts If there's a choir, let 'em sing like drunk boys Turn my last rights into one last verse (one last verse) [Chorus] Outlaw heaven with whisky on the table Halo made of smoke in the air If the good Lord's takin' roll, I ain't stable But save me a stool up there If I die tomorrow, don't cry, just follow Raise that bottle high when you pray Outlaw heaven with whisky, if I can't stay sober Then let me ride out that way (hey) Yeah, let me ride out that way
Tags
rap, Dusty trap-country hybrid: swung hip-hop drums under twangy slide guitar, warm bass, and a lonesome fiddle. Male vocals with a gruff, talk-sung rap in the verses; big melodic hook in the chorus with stacked gang harmonies. Energy builds from campfire intimacy to barroom shout-along, with roomy claps and ad-libs riding into the final hook., country
2:51
No
3/18/2026