

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Throw my phone in the glovebox, screen face down Bills in the mailbox, they can sit a while Dust on my boots, red dirt on these tires Got a full tank, two coolers, and a crooked smile [Pre-Chorus] All week been chewing on the small stuff Spinnin’ in circles, man I’ve had enough Tonight that weight falls clean off my back Crank that dial till the speakers crack [Chorus] Tonight we don’t care, we don’t care at all Hands in the air like we can’t fall Living right here, not thinkin’ ‘bout tomorrow Turn it up loud, drown out every sorrow Yeah, tonight we don’t care, we don’t care at all [Verse 2] Tailgate throne in a field off Route 9 Bonfire glow painting halos in the pines She laugh-shouts “hit it” from the truck bed rail I drop a little drawl with a fast talk trail Little bit of twang in a backroad flow (uh) Cup in the sky when the bass drum goes (hey) Koozie in my left, right hand on the sky Got a whole damn choir yelling “we alive” [Chorus] [Bridge] Little scars, little stress, let it all burn out All the “what if, what then” we can do without Just boots on dirt, hearts on loud [crowd chant] “Right now, right now, right now” [Chorus]
Tags
rap, Big stadium country-rock track with trap drums and 808 low end, male vocals. Verses ride a half-spoken country-rap flow over palm-muted electric guitar and bouncing hat patterns; pre-chorus adds airy pads and stacked harmonies. Chorus explodes with crunchy power chords, crowd chants, and a huge four-on-the-floor kick. Bridge strips to vocal + claps, then slams back in with gang vocals on the final hook., hip hop, rock, country
2:29
No
12/28/2025