I came home, buck in the back
She's on the porch with her bags packed
She's had enough, she's over me
Spending too much time in a pine tree
She took it out of my truck
Drove off like Joe Nemechek
He thought it would kill me
But what's one less thirty-all six to a redneck?
What's one less thirty-all six to a redneck?
What's one less thirty-all six to a redneck?
She's probably had some gun and pawn
Laughing cause my automatic's gone
Best she could get
About a ride
She's got a good kicker, so
Enough to fill her up and get her where she's gotta go
She ain't messed my season up
I had a backup under my bed
Go on and pawn it
Cause what's one less thirty-all six to a redneck?
What's one less thirty-all six to a redneck?

What's one less thirty-all six to a redneck?
Yeah, you can bet your car on Paul and your honey hole
I'll be back in the woods by tomorrow
It's gonna hit about ten a.m.
When she sees another dead book on my Instagram
What's one less thirty-all six to a redneck?
She never opened it but
There's three more in my safe on deck
She thought it would kill me but
What's one less thirty-all six to a redneck?
What's one less thirty-all six to a redneck?
What's one less thirty-all six to a redneck?