85 - Justin Clyde Williams: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Justin Clyde Williams

85

6

Americana

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AlbümFlying

Çıkış Tarihi2 Ekim 2025

FirmaTRAILERFAMOUS

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM80

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Justin Clyde Williams

Justin Clyde Williams

Vocals

Tyler Andrew Young

Tyler Andrew Young

Bass Guitar

Aaron Smith

Drums

Josh Loftis

Guitar

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Justin Clyde Williams

Justin Clyde Williams

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Brennen Meek

Mixing Engineer

Brent Lambert

Mastering Engineer

Nicholas Jamerson

Nicholas Jamerson

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

85's like a fist fight anytime you drive

Add a couple hours to your travel time

Cause you ain't getting nowhere anytime you're out there

Without a chopper or some flashing lights

When it's bumper to bumper, backed up end to end

With delivery hustlers and methed up truckers, soccer moms puttin' to the pick up line

Packed in ass tight, head like a tailpipe, passin' and I'm moving to the right hand side

Except for slow Joe over here working on his arm tan

And I'm gonna put him in the wall if he don't move his minivan

So get over buddy, you're making the whole world late

I got some places to go but I can't get there with you hoggin' up the Earnhardt lane

You've been playing on your phone with your blinker on and crossing every line

So get over buddy, where in the hell did you learn to drive?

Road crew roughnecks, white trucks and hard hats, dusting up the median and cutting in the lane

It's been a long time since they missed their deadline, but my buddy runs a crew so it's easy to explain

He's laying in the shade with a smoke in his left hand

And it's hard on the checkbook when you got a leadfoot, when you got that you gotta keep a keen eye

For them old state troopers in blacked out cruisers bringing you down when making good time

I'm doing 10 over and I got clear lane

She goes up to 120 and I paid for the whole damn thing

So get over buddy, you're making the whole world late

I got some places to go but I can't get there with you hoggin' up the Earnhardt lane

You've been playing on your phone with your blinker on and crossing every line

So get over buddy, where in the hell did you learn to drive?

Drive boy

Out pass the bypass bridge sits a Dodge I ain't seen before

I was a little late to the brake and seen a badge stamped on the door

He said pull over buddy, I called in your license plate

You've got your foot on the floor, boy I've warned you before, so it's your last time out on my interstate

You better get your mom on the telephone, throw your keys down in the floor

And give me your license boy you ain't driving here no more

And I don't care if you know the General, or that Aflac duck, or Flow at the insurance store

You ain't driving nothing but a Huffy in my county boy

Just go on and get in the back

Written by: Justin Clyde Williams

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