California sober on the Highway One
Bullseye over my shoulder, thought I saw someone
Lookin' for a ride
Trouble and some danger is goin' out here long
Still some fuckin' mornin', now she's on the run
And she wanna get high

She said
"I'll take you on a little trip, come on
give these lips a try"

[Verse 2: Post Malone & Chris Stapleton]
She drank up of my whiskey, blew down all my smoke
I became the punchline of some cosmic joke
I thought I was dry
Kinda wanted to cry
She whispered, "Pull it over, " I said, "You're the boss"
In a southern drawl, said, "Here's where I get off"
I've enjoyed the time

She said
"Baby, give me one more kiss before I kiss your ass goodbye"

Leavin' me some diesel just to get back home
Tryin' to blow the man in front my money, long
Had to bump a ride

So if you see him day just walkin' 'round
Son, you better just pass him by
And if you see him hollerin' on the ground
Bet your ass ain't seen his mine