Stoned

You packed your car, full of high heels and lipstick
You traded in my ragged ass, for a rich kid
Said, I ain't even got a hanging pot, to piss in
He takes you to them fancy dinners, when you're with him

So, I grabbed that Backwoods, from that Circle K
Backwoods, is where I stay
He might have his daddy's money, but I got this riverbank

I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him
Guess you had a problem, with some tits and a lift kit
I'll be catching fish, sure as he ain't drinking, light beer
If you don't find your fix, baby, I'll be sitting right here

You can see the smoke, but I ain't got a fire going
Pulling on it slow, until I hear them tires rolling
I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him
'Til you figure out, that you're wrong
I'm getting stoned

(I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him)
('Til you figure out, that you're wrong)

I bet that long-gone, turns around real quick
You'll get as far, as he knows, how to work a stick shift
I bet them city lights, are faded, looking damn low
You went from spitting Coke, and aiding to a dipshit

Soft hands, don't know no dirt
White collar, don't know no work
You'll be back and bitching, when them tables turn

I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him
Guess you had a problem, with some tits and a lift kit
I'll be catching fish, sure as he ain't drinking, light beer
If you don't find your fix, baby, I'll be sitting right here

You can see the smoke, but I ain't got a fire going
Pulling on it slow, until I hear them tires rolling
I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him
'Til you figure out, that you're wrong
I'm getting stoned

Ooh, yeah, I'm getting stoned, yeah
You packed your car, full of high heels and lipstick
You traded in my country ass, for a rich kid

So, I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him
Guess you had a problem, with some tits and a lift kit
I'll be catching fish, sure as he ain't drinking, light beer
If you don't find your fix, baby, I'll be sitting right here

You can see the smoke, but I ain't got a fire going
Pulling on it slow, until I hear them tires rolling
I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him
'Til you figure out, that you're wrong
I'm getting stoned

Until you figure out, that you're wrong
I'm getting stoned, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm getting stoned