Lyrics Lainey Wilson Lyrics Ain't ashamed of where I'm from or where I've been Well, I'm still my daddy's angel, but my halo's kinda bent Been washed in the mud of the Mississippi Southern-fried, dropped-in-the-grease kinda hippie Lipstick on a cigarette, throwin' back whiskey What you see is what you get If I look a little drunk, it's 'cause I drank some If my neck's a little red, it's 'cause I am one Heaven's where I'm gonna go, the Bible says so on my shelf But if I smell like smoke, it's only 'cause I've been through hell I let a blue-eyed, two-timin' devil kiss me on the mouth Had me up on a home-grown high 'fore it all went south Burned me like a mess of cornbread in a skillet Left me with a heartbreak, I don't wanna feel it Can I bum another one of them cowboy killers
If you feel your heart racing from weed, try the following: Step 1: Sit or lie down in a calm space Find a quiet, safe spot and let your body decompress
50% According to the same internal MLB survey, 50 percent of MLB players used smokeless tobacco 20 years ago
03/16/2025 Appearance Draw Burn Aroma Taste The first few puffs of smoke are bitter wild vegetables, astringent peach pits, and medicinal spices