[Intro]
âHey boy, you better answer that phoneâ
She done lit the porch on fire againâŠâ
Click.
Backwoods love got a body count.
[Verse 1 ]
She got a .38 snub in her diaper bag,
Baby on her hip, and her ex in a body bag.
Tramp stamp say âride or die,â
But she meant it, left three dudes high and dry.
Lip full of dip, talkinâ slick in the trailer,
Cookinâ up rocks while she checkinâ her jailer,
Last man left got buried in the swamp,
She roll up loud with that methjaw chomp.
Pop a Xan with a Busch Light chaser,
Tat her own name with a razor,
High heel boots in a chicken wire dress,
Takes what she wants, donât settle for less.
Screaminâ on the porch with a pistol in hand,
Shoutinâ âI need love!â while she robbinâ my van,
This ainât romance, this a dirt road messâ
Where the love burn hotter than a meth house press.
[Chorus 1]
She got that backwoods baby mama drama,
Fistful of pills and a court case comma,
Holler-bound heart with a sawed-off soul,
Breakinâ every law just to feel whole.
She love like w*r, scream like thunder,
A kiss on the lips, then she pull you under,
That backwoods baby mama dramaâ
Only thing hotter is the heat in the sauna.
[Verse 2 ]
She got two baby daddies and a Glock on her dresser,
New man every week, but I still canât forget her,
Caught her in the barn with a preacher and a pack,
Tied him to the post and ainât never looked back.
Draco in the dash, lipstick on the clip,
Shootinâ at the clouds while she talkinâ her shâ
Got a tattoo of a teardrop, never did time,
But sheâll frame you fast, drop a dime on a dime.
Hair dyed red, attitude black,
Keep a burner in her bra and a k***e in her back,
Kinda love make a man go missing,
Kinda kiss taste like sin and prescription.
[Chorus 2]
She got that backwoods baby mama drama,
Fistful of pills and a court case comma,
Holler-bound heart with a sawed-off soul,
Breakinâ every law just to feel whole.
She love like w*r, scream like thunder,
A kiss on the lips, then she pull you under,
That backwoods baby mama dramaâ
Only thing hotter is the heat in the sauna.
[Hook / Outro]
She wild, she mean, she mine, she gone,
Tore my heart out just to use it for a bong.
She wild, she mean, she curse, she charm,
Left her name carved in my forearm.
Backwoods queen, she donât play calmâ
Baby mama drama in a ticking b**b.