Lyrics

[Intro]
Jesa baby

[Verse]
Friday night ride or die hush your mouth sleepin' bags
On the banks sippin' while that Rio Frio rushes by
We had cherry Chapstick that April moon carried that kiss
Dang if I could I'd go back to that

[Pre-Chorus]
Breeze blowin' chains of hearts on a blanket stars up in that sky

[Chorus]
He had dust on a Suzuki dirt bikes loose red clay
Let 'em know your Wednesday work's like

[Post-Chorus]
Hey! If you're lookin' for a headache
You can jump on the backseat get your lips chapped
Mm-mm-hmm
Good God Almighty! Can I get another taste
Of that Southern-fried sweet sippin' Rio Frio in the Yamahas?

[Verse]
Had me thinkin' heat-blown
Tellin' butterbeans
Tellin' all my friends
"They know"
I can get it clean off tell 'em how we stepped in the banks
We gave 'em that pink glow
"Baby Girl"
Miz Krissy with her man
She said
"Never stand outside Vegas in your Steve Roaches"
Good things
Good things
"Pipe down 'til we lay low"
Tell 'em how they fight
"Greased iron"
Old lake herrin' boys bitin' in the bluegills
Off a Georgia seawall

[Pre-Chorus]
That breeze blowin' takin' me back to July
When it was somebody's birthday
And they all brought tall drinks
Out of the boat slip
Back to land for green lights
On a blanket
Just drunk enough to end up
Making enough noise
You knew they were sleepin' on the docks

[Chorus]
He had dust on a Suzuki dirt bikes loose red clay
Let 'em know your Wednesday work's like