Black Silverado, 45' on my lap
I’m a loaded gun
I’m from Alabama, that’s just how I
Was raised
Tattoos, whiskey bottle, pocket full of money
I’m a lot of fun
Give you something to remember, then baby I’m
On my way
Fast women
Fast cars
Low life
Rockstars

Ridin' in the Chevy with the men like me
We’ll leave you with a broken heart
I’m a ramblin' man, I’m a son of a bitch
From the start

Baby, you shoulda known
You shoulda known
Baby, you shoulda known
Should, shoulda known
Baby, you shoulda known
You shoulda known
Baby, you shoulda known
Bitch, you shoulda known

I’m a misfit, darlin', let’s be real
I don’t mean to gas you up
That cheap perfume is kinda like a 'shroom
wanna take a trip in the passenger?
Smoke that, what you got, half a blunt?
High yourself, laugh it up
Drink a little bit of that Jack in the
cup then we jump in the back and fuck
Wanna grab a hold of my leather jacket?
Take another photo with me and tag it?
Oh, you all about Instagram; instant fame and sex is passion
Me too, let me take my shades off, get a peek at you
What’s your name? I forgot
nevermind, I don’t really need not to
Know, better off really
‘cause I just seen you at the show, Slum Bunny
Little bit of fiendish for that penis and the dough, huh?
Big ol' truck, black on black
think you wanna go pack a backpack
Think you wanna turn around with that fat ass
Catfish Billy, you looking back at
Bumpin' 808 underneath that seat, get the pussy hummin'
Now you drunk, stoned, and fuck
crooked smile like a light Superwoman, well
It’s about time I go, don’t wanna be hateful, mean, and cold
But I got a 6 a. m. flight, baby bye-bye
I got to hit the road, I'm ridin'

Ridin' in the Chevy with the men like me
We’ll leave you with a broken heart
I’m a ramblin' man, I’m a son of a bitch
From the start

Baby, you shoulda known
You shoulda known
Baby, you shoulda known
Bitch, you shoulda known
Baby, you shoulda known
You shoulda known
Baby, you shoulda known
Bitch, you shoulda known