Karaoké Hide My Gun Post Malone & HARDY

Thirty-eight dollars for a coconut rum

You never looked prettier sippin' on one

These downtown lights are turnin' back off 'cos the world is turnin' back on

Mmh mmh mmh

Mmh mmh mmh

On the same damn road we drove a thousand times

I swear I saw a message in them white and yellow lines

And I ain't sayin' I'm a killer or if I'll ever be but hypothetically

Would you hide my gun

Would you tell no one

Would you pack a never comin'-back-again bag

If the three-times-four's bangin' at our door would you stall and let me slip out the back

Girl if you wanted to could you get to runnin' to that never-endin' honeymoon

Mexico sun

'Cos you know I adore ya

No shit I'd kill a man for ya

And if I did would you hide my gun

Would you hide my gun

If you had to dig a hole would you take it to the grave

Put some concrete shoes at the bottom of the lake

If I shot him dead would you shoot me straight

Yeah shoot me straight

Would you hide my gun

Would you tell no one

Would you pack a never comin'-back-again bag

If the three-times-four's bangin' at our door would you stall and let me slip out the back

Girl if you wanted to could you get to runnin' to that never-endin' honeymoon

Mexico sun

'Cos you know I adore ya

No shit I'd kill a man for ya

And if I did would you hide my gun

Would you hide my gun

A big wheel gun in my right hand

Tiny diamond in my left

Are you down to go the distance

Lord in sickness and in health

Ain't nothin' gonna part us

Not even death

Would you hide my gun

Would you tell no one

Would you pack a never comin'-back-again bag

If the three-times-four's bangin' at our door would you stall and let me slip out the back

Girl if you wanted to could you get to runnin' to that never-endin' honeymoon

Mexico sun

'Cos you know I adore ya

No shit I'd kill a man for ya

And if I did would you hide my gun

Would you hide my gun

Lord I didn't do anything wrong

I'm only askin' just because