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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Dust on my boots
Lipstick stain on my Solo cup
Gas station roses on the dash
Half tank, whole lotta messed up
Neon sign in the rearview fades
Small-town rumor in a big-boy truck
Mama say a prayer while I floor that pedal
Heart like flint, you the spark that struck
[Chorus]
You a fire ball shot
Burnin' all the way down
Got me slurrin' out your name
In this no-name town
Yeah you light me up fast
Then you leave me too hot
I’m addicted to the hurt
To that fire ball shot
[Verse 2]
Backroad preacher with a gold chain
Bible on the seat next to loose change
Talkin’ ’bout grace, but I’m off my face
Thinkin’ ’bout your hands on my waist, insane
Tailgate throne, I’m the broke king
Rap these sins over steel-string
Every “hell yeah” hides a heartbreak
Every hard flex got a soft thing
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Bottle on E, but the pain don’t fade
I chase you like I chase this drink
Every time I swear that I’m done
You smirk and I sink
[low vocal register]
If you called right now, I’d slide, I’d spin
Gravel kickin’ up where the road begins
’Cause the burn I get when I let you in
Still better than the cold I’m in
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 4, 2026
Duration2:17
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Gritty country-trap stomp with male vocals: twangy acoustic picking over sub-heavy 808s and crunchy electric guitar. Verses half-rapped in a tight, talky flow; chorus explodes into big anthemic country-rock hooks with gang shouts and stacked harmonies. Snare slaps, tom fills, and a singalong final hook that feels ready for stadiums and dirt roads alike., pop rock, male vocals, country, country rock, moody, rock, pop, alternative country, acoustic, electric
Credits
Prompt by
Jpaul14
Jpaul14ModelAria v5
Prompt
Fire ball shot, alternative country, rap, electric, moody, acoustic, 808s, male vocals, country-trap, country, anthemic, country rock, rock, country pop, country, pop rock, pop, melodic
