In the Saloon ft. HBG Seano Lyrics

"Bang, bang"

Geo Ha ha ha

In a saloon again sipping on sass

In the saloon again, in a, in a

In a saloon and I could use another drink

Bout to stop up at the bank

I'm the sheriff in this town, you know my name

Okay

In a saloon again

Sipping on sarsaparilla with drunken lunatics

Kinda smells like gas and vanilla

Skin match the boots I'm in

Hun, I run and gun like Attila

Not like that Cupid kid

Send shots at your heart meant to kill you

So will my hooligans

Bang, bang, bang

Half out in my revolver

Ain't counting the stain, stain, stains cause I know I fucking got em'

Everyone's like "Hay, hay, hay"

You farmers got a problem

Nothing else to say, say, say

Happy trails, I'll see you partners

Ha ha ha laugh to the bank

I ain't no jester

Did you hear that double negative

On purpose, yes sir

Bagged your bird, took her to the penthouse suite

Guess this won't be the Best Western

Her man a yellow belly, chicken shit, Chester's

Hop on my horse to ditch your whore she's too affectionate

Gold in my pockets that I copped when I got dressed again

I took her necklaces

That should cover checking in

Looks like the night's upon us

With the posse heckling

We down a whiskey bottle

None of us are new to this

Used to it

Drank another one each and we feel so ludicrous

Losing it

Moonshine got me luminous

Pussy boy start to think he humorous

Send a shot through his uterus

Up in the saloon again

In a saloon again

Sipping on sarsaparilla with drunken lunatics

Kinda smells like gas and vanilla

Skin match the boots I'm in

Hun, I run and gun like Attila

Not like that Cupid kid

Send shots at your heart meant to kill you

So will my hooligans

Bang, bang, bang

Half out in my revolver

Ain't counting the stain, stain, stains cause I know I fucking got em'

Everyone's like "Hay, hay, hay"

You farmers got a problem

Nothing else to say, say, say

Happy trails, I'll see you partners

In a saloon again

Whole section flooded with models

They let my tool get in

The chamber loaded with hollows

No sleepy tuning in

On point, die young, I don't wanna

No, we turning up like 2055

High than a bitch the party in the sky

Feel like I'm Ye through the wire

My goal is to lift and inspire

Bring the gas and energy we inspire

Heat keep rollin' out the stu like a dryer

I walk on the beat Michael Meyer

Tread shredded I will never retire

Neurosurgeon let me send a reminder

What I carry get to singin' Mariah

Ben & Jerry's if I scream they gone find ya

3 hoes counting paper look like a binder

I'm in the saloon with Geo that's my bro

Got my revolver tucked ready to go

If he make a move I fire CEO

I guess this town wasn't big enough for both

In a saloon again

Sipping on sarsaparilla with drunken lunatics

Kinda smells like gas and vanilla

Skin match the boots I'm in

Hun, I run and gun like Attila

Not like that Cupid kid

Send shots at your heart meant to kill you

So will my hooligans

Bang, bang, bang

Half out in my revolver

Ain't counting the stain, stain, stains cause I know I fucking got em'

Everyone's like "Hay, hay, hay"

You farmers got a problem

Nothing else to say, say, say

Happy trails, I'll see you partners