Yeah
There he go
talking like trouble again

Southbound mouth, talking that heat
Sweet little lie in a black T-shirt
Whole room move when I say one thing
Southbound mouth, talking that heat

Southbound mouth, kissing like sin
Hands stay clean but the night caves in
You know better, still lean my way
Southbound mouth, talking that heat

Walked in late with the bassline mean,
dust on the boots and a stare too clean
Neon cut red on the side of my jaw,
every eye there hit pause when I crossed

Bartop buzz and a low glass ring,
I don’t start fights, I just start things
Your friend said, “Girl, don’t look that way,”
you looked anyway and the floorboard swayed

I got that rolled-up sleeve, no cheap cologne,
voice sit low like a backroad song
No gold flash, no loud-boy flex,
just a match in the grin and a little loose wreck

Short line, slow grin
come find out
Some men walk in and disappear in the crowd
I walk in and the room speaks south

I don’t gotta sell it, I just let it land
One look wrong and you’re out of your hands
You can call it game, but it feels too real
when the dark starts leaning in

Southbound mouth, talking that heat
Sweet little lie in a black T-shirt
Whole room move when I say one thing
Southbound mouth, talking that heat

Southbound mouth, kissing like sin
Hands stay clean but the night caves in
You know better, still lean my way
Southbound mouth, talking that heat

You came close with a don’t-be-smart smile,
high-heel click and a red-light style
Said, “You always talk like that?”
I said, “Only when the truth talks back”

Kick hit hard, then the hats went thin,
I let that pause pull you further in
Your drink went warm in your left hand fast,
right where the want and the bad ideas mix

I don’t chase, I pivot, slide,
let the line hit once and sit just right
You touched my wrist like a test too late,
whole booth leaned with the pressure change

Long stare, no bluff
that’s enough
You wore that look like a loaded dare,
I wore that voice like I knew you’d hear it

I don’t gotta sell it, I just let it land
One look wrong and you’re out of your hands
You can call it game, but it feels too real
when the dark starts leaning in

Southbound mouth, talking that heat
Sweet little lie in a black T-shirt
Whole room move when I say one thing
Southbound mouth, talking that heat

Southbound mouth, kissing like sin
Hands stay clean but the night caves in
You know better, still lean my way
Southbound mouth, talking that heat

No preacher, no savior, no safe little line
Just a low-voiced wreck in the right kind of timing
One word
one grin
one booth gone wild
I can flip a whole night with a half-inch smile

Southbound mouth, talking that heat
Sweet little lie in a black T-shirt
Whole room move when I say one thing
Southbound mouth, talking that heat

Southbound mouth, kissing like sin
Hands stay clean but the night caves in
Say my name and the floor might shake
Southbound mouth, talking that heat

Talking like trouble again
yeah
southbound mouth