

Prompt / Lyrics
[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
Tags
rap, Anthemic country-trap with male vocals: swampy slide guitar and twangy acoustic over thick 808s and a halftime trap groove, verses half-rapped with laid-back swagger. Huge singalong hook with stacked rock harmonies, distorted power chords, and bright pop-country top line. Second half adds shout-backs, extra hi-hat sparkle, and a soaring guitar lead woven under the final chorus., rock, male vocals, alternative country, acoustic, electric, country, country rock, pop, pop rock, moody
3:13
No
1/27/2026