Tryna set it off and get the mood right
Everything was cool until the moon shined
Now I’m walking out the club into the moonlight
We were turning up and I got too hyped
Taking shots of whiskey (Woo)
Damn I think it just hit me
Now I walkin’ broadway tipsy and I brought the whole crew with me (Woo)
Done spent about 150
Pockets filled and you know what’s in it
So saddle up if your ready, Country Grammar playing that Nelly
They say the skies the limit, but there’s more than that I see
Now we raisin’ up our drinks, celebrate our victory
They see celebrities and start pulling out their phones
But i’m just sittin’ here like, yo how I’m getting home
Tryna set it off and get the mood right
Everything was cool until the moon shined
Now I’m walking out the club into moonlight
We were turning up and I got too hyped
Now I’m gone, so gone
I’m gone
I don’t think I can make it back home
I’m gone, so gone
And I need someone to take me back home
Sometimes it be like that
Sometimes that moonshine gets ya
Don’t remember what happened last night
Better check the gram for pictures
Just out here wildin’ with it
Replaying profiling with it
Damn look at what you got me sippin’
That mason jar got me trippin’
No need to worry, I’m blurry just like that puddle of mud
Gotta get my stories straight
Comin’ home late without my truck
She knows I’m a bad boy, Yeah
She knows I’m a good man
She knows imma stay out late raisin hell with all my fans
But I don’t mean no harm with that southern charm in my genes, baby
Wake up in time for Momma’s butterbeans and rice and gravy
We ain’t even thinking about ya’ll
Ya’ll best leave us alone
Yeah it’s Friday, got that check cashed
Time to haul ass, I’m gone
Tryna set it off and get the mood right
Everything was cool until the moon shined
Now I’m walking out the club into the moonlight
We were turning up and I got too hyped
Now I’m gone, so gone
I’m gone
I don’t think I can make it back home
I’m gone, so gone
And I need someone to take me back home
In here and I made it
Celebrating we made it
My new songs on the radio
The DJ saw me and played it
We about to hit the next spot
Line up a couple more shots
You know we ain’t gonna stop till we hit every bar on the block
Rockstar life, that’s the only life for me
They lining up outside, I’m the one they wanna see
They trynna to shut us done, but we ain’t do nothin’ wrong
But buy another round, last drink until were gone
Tryna set it off and get the mood right
Everything was cool until the moon shined
Now I’m walking out the club into the moonlight
We were turning up and I got too hyped
Now I’m gone, so gone
I’m gone
I don’t think I can make it back home
I’m gone, so gone
And I need someone to take me back home
So gone, I’m gone
I don’t think I can make it back home
I’m gone, so gone
And I need someone to take me back home
