I dug my key into the side of this pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive, carved my name into his leather seat. I took a Louisville slug out of both headlights, slashed a hole in our four tires. Maybe next time I'll thank before he cheats. Oh, he's probably with the next girl. And he don't know I fucked up.

This girl looks like she goes to bars and rides the bull and just fuckin' faceplants on that damn map, bro.

Pop that pussy for a dollar fifty, pop pop pop that pussy for a dollar fifty.

Can you be my girlfriend?

W mirror

I like the belly piercing, and I fuck with the mirror

10/10

you work at hooters?

Nice, nice, I guess, but country people are kind of ugly, not going to lie.