Beer Song (feat. Lainey Wilson) - HIXTAPE, Lee Brice, Randy Houser & HARDY

There's gotta be a truck There's gotta be a girl She's gotta be hot and you gotta rhyme that shit with world And it can't be too fake but it can't be too real Gotta make 'em tap they're feet or I'll lose my record deal So I just sat down with some dudes that wrote some hits We put our heads together for a second and it goes like this Baby whatcha think about getting outta here Get you outta this bar girl get to switching gears In my Chevy there's a Yeti in the back with some beer We can park in the dark, get our dirt road on Oh Everybody knows how it goes Kiss you in the moonlight glow Sitting shotty everybody sing along Well this ain't no radio song Fuck Well if it ain't under four minutes it ain't gon' be a hit If there ain't no steel in it they ain't gon' play yo shit And I wish I tell it like it is but the cold hard fact is I can't So bring that money maker back Baby whatcha think about getting outta here Get you outta this bar girl get to switching gears In my Chevy there's a Yeti in the back with some beer We can park in the dark, get our dirt road on Oh Everybody knows how it goes Kiss you in the moonlight glow Sitting shotty everybody sing along Well this ain't no radio song Fuck Well this ain't no radio song Yeah Let's fucking go Well this ain't no radio song Fuck Well this ain't no radio song This ain't no radio song Fuck Baby whatcha think about getting outta here Get you outta this bar girl get to switching gears In my Chevy there's a Yeti in the back with some beer We can park in the dark, get our dirt road on Oh Everybody knows how it goes Kiss you in the moonlight glow Sitting shotty everybody sing along Well this ain't a motherfucking radio song Fuck Well this ain't no radio song Yeah Let's fucking go Fuck This ain't no radio song

I guess a break is just a break until it's broken You're noticin' that it's been so long I guess I'm learnin' for certain it wasn't worth it Deservin' this, yeah, it feels so wrong You took a shot at me, I took it pretty hard Sweepin' up a shattered broken heart Guess you really love me to pieces for a reason Tryna find the silver lining and seeing Why does leavin' lead to bleedin'? Cut me deeper than the cracks in the ceiling Wasn't easy, but I'm findin' out them words can have a whole 'nother meaning Guess you really love me to pieces I guess I should've known better that I'd be better off But something had me holdin' on I guess this hanging and dangling left me stranglin' And trust me, that ain't somethin' you want Sometimes subliminal meanings can mean the literal You left me critical Guess you really love me to pieces for a reason Tryna find the silver lining and seeing Why does leavin' lead to bleedin'? Cut me deeper than the cracks in the ceiling Wasn't easy, but I'm findin' out them words can have a whole 'nother meaning Guess you really love me to pieces Guess you really love me to pieces You took a shot at me, I took it pretty hard Sweepin' up a shattered broken heart Guess you really love me to pieces for a reason Tryna find the silver lining and seeing Why does leavin' lead to bleedin'? Cut me deeper than the cracks in the ceiling Wasn't easy, but I'm findin' out them words can have a whole 'nother meaning Wasn't easy but I'm findin' that Your heart can take a hell of a beating Guess you really love me to pieces Guess you really love me to pieces

Me and Hannah did everything together Said we'd be best friends forever Then her mama got a job that was better, across the parish line And I was one summer shy of 11 When Granddaddy took a ride up to Heaven It ain't ever been an easy lesson on how to say goodbye They say, "What don't kill you makes you stronger" and I believe that's right Through every low-down beatin' this old heart's taken A whisper in the dark says I won't make it I know it's just the devil doin' what he does, tryin' to make me suffer No matter what the battle is keeping me prayin' I gotta be strong, I gotta keep saying I'm gonna make it through, one way or the other Life is tough, but this girl's tougher I'm a sucker for a boy with blue eyes A pair of boots and an old four-wheel drive So, when I saw you in the July moonlight I thought, "Oh, good Lord" I let you lay that sun kiss on me And open up that truck door for me Now I find out that I ain't the only girl you're doing that for You're gonna get a good cry from me tonight, but nothin' more Through every low-down beatin' this old heart's taken A whisper in the dark says I won't make it I know it's just the devil doin' what he does, tryin' to make me suffer No matter what the battle is keeping me prayin' I gotta be strong, I gotta keep saying I'm gonna make it through it, one way or the other Life is tough, but this girl's tougher Than anything you throw my way Yeah, I might bend but I won't break You ain't the first, won't be the last to make me feel this way Through every low-down beatin' this old heart's taken A whisper in the dark says I won't make it I know it's just the devil doin' what he does, tryin' to make me suffer No matter what the battle is keeping me prayin' I gotta be strong, I gotta keep saying I'm gonna make it through it one way or the other Life is tough, but this girl's tougher Life is tough But this girl's tougher

Well, I got my first truck when I was three Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees Hauled marbles and rocks and thought twice before I hauled a Barbie Doll bed for the girl next door She tried to pay me with a kiss and I began to understand There's something women like about a pickup man When I turned 16, I saved a few hundred bucks My first car was a pickup truck I was cruising the town and the first girl I seen Was Bobbie Jo Gentry, the homecoming queen She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab And said, "I nevеr knew you were a pickup man" You can sеt my truck on fire and roll it down a hill And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe De Ville I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made You know, if it weren't for trucks, you wouldn't have tailgates I met all my wives in traffic jams There's just something women like about a pickup man Most Friday nights, I can be found In the bed of my truck on an old chaise lounge Backed in in my spot at the drive-in show You know the cargo lights give off a romantic glow I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand 'Cause there's something women like about a pickup man You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe De Ville I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made You know, if it weren't for trucks, you wouldn't have tailgates I met all my wives in traffic jams There's just something women like about a pickup man A bucket of rust or a brand-new machine Once around the block and you'll know what I mean You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe De Ville I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made You know, if it weren't for trucks, you wouldn't have tailgates I met all my wives in traffic jams There's just something women like about a pickup man There's just something women like about a pickup man Aw, drive that pickup now, boys That's about it Ooh-ooh-ooh