Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nate Smith
Background Vocals
HARDY
Background Vocals
Ben Johnson
Acoustic Guitar
Justin Schipper
Steel Guitar
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Lindsay Rimes
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jessie Jo Dillon
Songwriter
Michael Hardy
Songwriter
Ben Johnson
Songwriter
Hunter Phelps
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Johnson
Additional Engineer
Justin Schipper
Additional Engineer
Derek Wells
Additional Engineer
Lindsay Rimes
Producer
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Zach Wills
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer
Harrison Tate
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
You gonna hang or not? Man, your beer got hot
'Cause you snuck outside again
You been on your phone like all night long
'Cause she don't trust you with your friends
Yeah, we're thick as thieves and if it was me
I'd want you to let me know
So shoot this Crown and hear me out
But don't get me wrong
I ain't saying that she ain't drop dead
But boy, she knows it when she turns them heads
Got a good girl dress that you love when she slips on
But your floor ain't the only one it's been on
Brother, I ain't tryna start no fight
Ain't what you wanna hear on a Friday night
I know she's got you in a love drunk whirlwind
But man to man, nobody likes your girlfriend
Mm, she don't like your church, and dude, she's the worst
When she gets a little know-it-all buzz
She hates your favorite bands and she don't miss a chance
To cut you down in front of us
Yeah, I know that you say she's the best you ever had
Maybe that's why your head's in the sand
'Cause we know she ain't single, but damn, she looks single
If you're looking at her Instagram
I ain't saying that she ain't drop dead
But boy, she knows it when she turns them heads
Got a good girl dress that you love when she slips on
But your floor ain't the only one it's been on
Brother, I ain't tryna start no fight
Ain't what you wanna hear on a Friday night
I know she's got you in a love drunk whirlwind
But man to man, nobody likes your girlfriend
Not your momma, not your daddy, not your sister
Everyone that loves you hates seeing you with her
Didn't wanna be the one to let you know
And I'm just saving you a heartbreak down the road, oh
Yeah
I ain't saying that she ain't drop dead
But boy, she knows it when she turns them heads
Got a good girl dress that you love when she slips on
But your floor ain't the only one it's been on
Brother, I ain't tryna start no fight
Ain't what you wanna hear on a Friday night
I know she's got you in a love drunk whirlwind
But man to man, nobody likes your girlfriend
Not your momma, not your daddy, not your sister
Everyone that loves you hates seeing you with her
But man to man, nobody likes your girlfriend
Writer(s): Hunter Phelps, Michael Hardy, Ben Johnson, Jessie Jo Dillon
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