Gavin Adcock — On One

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My gold digging ex found a Cadillac man.
While I was bustin’ my ass for old Uncle Sam
Gotta fence post dent in the gate of my truck
I wouldn’t have nothing if it wasn’t for bad luck

Locked out all of my good intentions
‘Bout to dive into the trouble I’ve been missing
Burnt up like the powder from a gun
I’m tying on one
Yeah I’m ******* on one..

I didn’t grab the bottle, yeah the bottle grabbed me.
I’ll be riding this train ’til the sun starts to creep
Gotta woman of the night hanging onto my hip
Gotta Miller in her hand and a smoke on her lip

Locked out all of my good intentions
‘Bout to dive into the trouble I’ve been missing
Burnt up like the powder from a gun
I’m tying on one .
Yeah I’m tying on one..

I’m drinking on one..
I’m smoking on one..
I’m ******* on one..
I’m tying on one..
Yeah

Locked out all of my good intentions
‘Bout to dive into the trouble I’ve been missing
Burnt up like the powder from a gun
I’m tying on one
Yeah
Locked out of all my good intentions
‘Bout to dive into the trouble I’ve been missing
Burnt up like the powder from a gun
I’m tying on one
Yeah I’m ******* on one..