[Verse 1]
Red clay on my brand-new kicks
Dust cloud risin' off this backroad mix
Got a cooler in the truck, tailgate like a throne
One bar on my phone but we still feel known
[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody pullin' up slow, high beams glow
Small-town kings in the gravel, put on a show
Yeah the night got teeth, and it's bitin' down
On a half-tanked heart and a broke-in town (hey!)
[Chorus]
This my kinda party
Ford bed, big sky, half-wild, half-holy
Boot prints dancin' in the headlights’ shine
Rap verse rollin' through a drawl so sly
Yeah, raise that heartbreak high
Turn late-night hurt into a battle cry
Out here where the wrong feels right on time
This my kinda party, this my kinda line
[Verse 2]
Got a preacher’s kid tatted up, rollin' dice
Farmer’s daughter singin' hooks, sweet and vice
We trade scars like stories, laugh 'til it stings
Turn cheap beer dreams into diamond rings
[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody got a past that they won’t confess
So we shout those secrets in a truck bed mess
If it cuts too deep, let the chorus shout
We can drown that doubt when the lights burn out (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
This my kinda party
Ford bed, big sky, half-wild, half-holy
Boot prints dancin' in the headlights’ shine
Rap verse rollin' through a drawl so sly
Yeah, raise that heartbreak high
Turn late-night hurt into a battle cry
Out here where the wrong feels right on time
This my kinda party, this my kinda line
[Bridge]
From the fence-post thrones to the gravel crown
We the lost and found on the edge of town
If you feel too much, if you feel too late
Let the hook hit hard, let the night mutate (hey!)
[Chorus]
This my kinda party
Ford bed, big sky, half-wild, half-holy
Boot prints dancin' in the headlights’ shine
Rap verse rollin' through a drawl so sly
Yeah, raise that heartbreak high
Turn late-night hurt into a battle cry
Out here where the wrong feels right on time
This my kinda party, this my kinda line