Soulful, empowering, playful. Meaningful chords play out along with a stomp-clap country beat. Female vocals paint the image of a girl and her Soulful, empowering, playful. Meaningful chords play out along with a stomp-clap country beat. Female vocals paint the image of a girl and her friends painting the town red, having fun and drinking tequila. A carefree spirit. Female power from lyrics about women enjoying themselves. A stoic energy from serious minor chords.Paroles
My friends are in town, we’re rolling out when the wheels touch down We’re cutting up, yeah, we turning loose I’m kicking dust off my cowboy boots
I told my man to call his boys Get to your man cave and play with your toys We heading out, pre-gaming with tequila Charged up, I’ma see you when I see ya
’Cause the weekend’s here and it’s Saturday night Gonna party with my girls under neon lights Hey Mr. DJ, turn it up loud Trouble knows where to be found My friends are in town Yeah, my friends are in town
My friends, we all stacked, we walk in, shut it down, we badass Taking shots at the bar, singing songs back together It’s been way too long
’Cause the weekend’s here and it’s Saturday night Gonna party with my girls under neon lights Hey Mr. DJ, turn it up loud Trouble knows where to be found ’Cause the weekend’s here and it’s Saturday night Gonna party with my girls under neon lights Hey Mr. DJ, turn it up loud Trouble knows where to be found My friends are in town
Soulful, empowering, playful. Meaningful chords play out along with a stomp-clap country beat gives a communal party vibe. A celebration, but a stoic Soulful, empowering, playful. Meaningful chords play out along with a stomp-clap country beat gives a communal party vibe. A celebration, but a stoic energy from serious minor chords. Instrumental version.
Soulful, empowering, playful. Meaningful chords play out along with homely percussive sounds. A celebration, but a stoic energy from serious minor Soulful, empowering, playful. Meaningful chords play out along with homely percussive sounds. A celebration, but a stoic energy from serious minor chords. Stripped back underscore version.
Energetic, lively, fiery. Bubbling electronic instrumentation joined by electrifying ad libs and shouting. Female vocals present a fiery unique Energetic, lively, fiery. Bubbling electronic instrumentation joined by electrifying ad libs and shouting. Female vocals present a fiery unique persona, a taste for setting fires and bringing a stylish and tenacious energy. Lyrics about pyromaniacs give a sense of explosive power backed up by dirty pop instrumentation.Paroles
Yeah, Hand in the clouds can't bring me down, Flow through life, this my playground, Think I'm turning to a pyromaniac.
Spit fire to the wire, fire tracks, Automatic napalm if I react, Back up, you don't wanna see me snap.
Live wire, I'm a live wire, I'm a live wire, Please step far, hear the spark, Think I'm turning to a pyromaniac, Spit fire to the wire, fire tracks, Automatic napalm if I react, Back up, you don't wanna see me snap, Burn slow, Slow.
Inferno igniter, Don't hear me, the lighter, I will take your whole town, Got no problem burning riches down.
When they get out the trenches, Now we charging for mentions, Down the dimensions, Too impatient for attention.
I'm my own greatest invention, She a fever, Devil in a red dress, just to tease ya, Too hot to touch, can't reach her, Move me up the bunk till she leave ya.
It's a different type of time we on, Heat rise, till the roof is gone, Flames, off the top of the dome, Flames, Flames, off the top of the dome, Flames.
Live wire, I'm a live wire, I'm a live wire, Think I'm turning to a pyromaniac, Spit fire to the wire, fire tracks.
Automatic napalm if I react, Back up, you don't wanna see me snap, Think I'm turning to a pyromaniac, Spit fire to the wire, fire tracks.
Automatic napalm if I react, Back up, you don't wanna see me snap, Burn slow.
Inferno igniter, Don't hear me, the lighter, I will take your whole town, Got no problem burning riches down.
It's a different type of time we on, Heat rise, till the roof is gone, Flames, off the top of the dome, Flames, Till the roof is gone, Flames, off the top of the dome, Flames, Flames, off the top of the dome, Flames.
Live wire, I'm a live wire, I'm a live wire, Think I'm turning to a pyromaniac.
Energetic, lively, fiery. Bubbling electronic instrumentation slides through with fun FX and dynamic percussion. Dirty pop instrumentation gives a Energetic, lively, fiery. Bubbling electronic instrumentation slides through with fun FX and dynamic percussion. Dirty pop instrumentation gives a sense of fun club energy with a side of unrelenting energy and rebellious vibe. Instrumental version.
Energetic, lively, fiery. Bubbling electronic instrumentation slides through with fun FX and dynamic percussion. Dirty pop instrumentation gives a Energetic, lively, fiery. Bubbling electronic instrumentation slides through with fun FX and dynamic percussion. Dirty pop instrumentation gives a sense of fun club energy with a side of unrelenting energy and rebellious vibe. Stripped back underscore version.
Rude, powerful, explosive. Big sub bass joins confident female vocals giving a sense of arrogance and power. Booming beat takes over along with Rude, powerful, explosive. Big sub bass joins confident female vocals giving a sense of arrogance and power. Booming beat takes over along with obnoxious lyrics. Empowered vibe with brazen attitude. Money and glamour with a side of rudeness and mean tenacity.Paroles
Face, body, everything milly, Drip, down, keeping it chilly, You, never gonna touch this level, I rock hard, you still pebble.
Juggling about a million wins, Hips stay heated, got a couple jeans, Do what I want on every whim, don't play with sharks if you can't swim.
What I look like, what I shop like What I cook like, what I push like, What I look like, what I cook like What I shop like, she a bad, bad girl, I run the yard, yeah I'm the one in charge, yeah, She run the yard, yeah She a bad, bad girl.
I'm like, hold up Give me all your money, better run, run, run, Hold up We throw it up from where I'm from, Duck, she a shooter Got a dark eye for the future, You cool, but I'm cooler Got a more sugar than a ruler.
What I look like, what I shop like What I cook like, what I push like, What I look like, what I cook like What I shop like, she a bad, bad girl.
I'm on everybody's brain When I do what they like, she a saint, Trendsetter, best not upsetter Keep some stack on the bedroom dresser, Oh, you wanna spar with me? Didn't you hear how far I reach? Please don't make my dorms unleash terror, straight terror.
What I look like, what I shop like What I cook like, what I push like, What I look like, what I cook like What I shop like, she a bad, bad girl, Ooh, I run the yard, yeah I'm the one in charge, yeah, She run the yard, yeah She a bad, bad girl.
I'm like, hold up Give me all your money, better run, run, run, Hold up We throw it up from where I'm from, Ooh, I run the yard, yeah I'm the one in charge, yeah, She run the yard, yeah She a bad, bad girl.
What I shop like, what I cook like What I push like, What I look like, what I cook like What I shop like, she a bad, bad girl.
Rude, powerful, explosive. Big sub bass joined by clicking percussion. Booming beat takes over along with kick and snare. Empowered vibe with brazen Rude, powerful, explosive. Big sub bass joined by clicking percussion. Booming beat takes over along with kick and snare. Empowered vibe with brazen attitude. Money and glamour with a side of rudeness and mean tenacity. Instrumental version.
Rude, powerful, explosive. Clicking percussion gives a sense of anticipation until booming beat takes over with kick and snare. Empowered vibe with Rude, powerful, explosive. Clicking percussion gives a sense of anticipation until booming beat takes over with kick and snare. Empowered vibe with brazen attitude. Money and glamour with a side of rudeness and mean tenacity. Stripped back underscore version.
