Yeah

This ain’t for the soft ones

This for the backroad girls with bad attitudes

And zero apologies

This for the ones they called “too loud”

Too wild

Too hard to handle

Good.

Turn it up.

Don’t be everybody’s cup of tea

Be gasoline and set shit on fire

Talk cheap till I walk in

Then the whole damn room get quieter

I don’t do fake, don’t do weak

Don’t kiss ass just to fit the scene

You can love me or hate me, baby

Either way—you gon’ remember me

I got a sharp tongue, black boots

Cold stare underneath this brim

Whole town run they mouth online

But get real quiet when I walk in

I ain’t sweet like southern comfort

I’m straight whiskey with no chaser

Little bit crazy, little unhinged

Built like a problem with no savior

Backroad tires throwin’ gravel

Speakers crackin’ county lines

Got that “try me” kinda energy

Mixed with “cross me” in my eyes

Mama taught me hold my ground

Daddy taught me never fold

Now I got fire in both hands

And a heart too hard to control

If I’m “too much”

Go find less

I was born to raise hell

Not lower myself

Don’t be everybody’s cup of tea

Be gasoline and set shit on fire

Too loud for the fake folks

Too wild for the small-town choir

I don’t water down my soul

Just to make somebody comfortable

I’m the match, the smoke, the spark

And the burn they can’t let go

Whole lotta bark from a whole lotta clowns

Till I pull up and shut shit down

Big bass knock when I ride through town

Got your boyfriend starin’ while you look mad now

I don’t care if they talk

Hell, let ’em gossip

Name stay hot like a lit-up topic

Y’all throw shade, I throw flames

Now everybody know my name

I ain’t made for church clothes manners

I’m dive-bar nights and outlaw standards

Bonfire smoke and a rebel soul

With a “fuck around and find out” glow

Chrome on the truck and mud on the tires

Raised on storms and county-fair liars

Got a switchblade grin and a Marlboro laugh

Cross that line, I’ma strike that match

Middle fingers up out the window now

Tell the whole damn world pipe down

I don’t need permission to be this loud

I was built to burn—not blend in crowds

You can judge me

That’s alright

But don’t act shocked

When I light the night

Don’t be everybody’s cup of tea

Be gasoline and set shit on fire

Got scars where the weak break down

Got smoke where the flames climb higher

I don’t shrink for nobody now

Ain’t built for bein’ controllable

I’m the chaos they warned you about

And the reason this town stay uncomfortable

Red lipstick on a cigarette

Boot heel click like a loaded threat

Tank full, no brakes, no fear

Whole damn county know when I’m here

I been underestimated way too long

Now I turn pain into fight songs

Every rumor, every cheap shot taken

Just made this wildfire harder to contain

Got exes somewhere still pissed off

Cause I cut ties quick when respect get lost

I ain’t cryin’ over fake-ass love

I’d rather ride alone with the stars above

Blue flames underneath this hood

Bad decisions look damn good

And I ain’t here to be understood

I’m here to leave a mark for good

I’m not for everybody

And that’s the damn point

Some girls pour tea

Some girls pour gasoline

Some girls stay quiet

Some girls kick doors clean off hinges

Some girls play nice

Some girls become the reason the fire department show up

Strike that match

Watch it spread

Whole damn town got my name in their head

Too wild to tame

Too hard to chain

You can try all day

Still won’t change

Don’t be everybody’s cup of tea

Be gasoline and set shit on fire

Make ‘em nervous when you walk in

Make ‘em wish they had your fire

Too real to fake it now

Too gone to back down easy

Love me, hate me, either way

You still gon’ feel me when I leave

I’m the smoke in the midnight sky

The burn they’ll never forget

The spark in a dry damn field

And I ain’t done burnin’ yet

Yeah

Backroad queen with a rebel streak

Loud pipes, wild heart, no leash

If they want something sweet

Tell ’em go drink tea

Me?

I’m gasoline. 🔥