Come on!
Alright
I met this crazy bitch in Nashville
You know she got the best of me
She said if I don't get my ass filled
Make your last will and go peace
And she straight up warned me
That she's just not right
Now I'm in the death sector tonight
Beat me, bite me, whip me please
Bind my hands down on my knees
Stick a knife into my vein
Come on, let's go
Come on, let's go
We're driving mighty down the highway
That's where her panties hit the floor
She said if you don't stick that in me
I am jumping out this door
And I should have listened
Without a grain of salt
If I die tonight it's all my fault
Beat me, bite me, whip me please
Bind my hands down on my knees
Stick a knife into my vein
Come on, let's go
Come on, let's go
And I should have listened
Without a grain of salt
If I die tonight it's all my fault
Beat me, bite me, whip me please
Bind my hands down on my knees
Stick a knife into my vein
Beat me, bite me, whip me please
Bind my hands down on my knees
Stick a knife into my vein
Come on, let's go
Come on, let's go
Come on, let's go
Come on, let's go