Roaches in a bottle
Five dollars left in the tank from the bottom
Ash on the console
Scratch off dust on the dash tryna hit the lotto
When you're going through hell, gettin' higher than Heaven
Its seats laid back at a 7/11
Eric take me to church cupholder confession
We got three beers left and I'm counting my blessings
Yeah we broke, babe
Parking lot spot but we ain't broke down
On the tailgate
Still wishin' on stars, can't see behind the clouds
Potholes and cigarette smoke
That's what we call home
Holding on, getting gone
Rolling on into tomorrow
Just tryna find a silver lining, yeah
In a Silverado
Playing with fire
Running my fingers through the flame of the lighter
Floorboard change got us White Castle sliders
Burnin' holes in our pockets, couldn't make em any lighter
Yeah we broke, babe
Parking lot spot but we ain't broke down
On the tailgate
Still wishin' on stars, can't see behind the clouds
Potholes and cigarette smoke
That's what we call home
Holding on, getting gone
Rolling on into tomorrow
Just tryna find a silver lining, yeah
In a Silverado
These Goodyears under us
Gonna get us through the ones in front of us
These Goodyears under us
Gonna get us through the ones in front of us
These Goodyears under us
Gonna get us through the ones in front of us
These Goodyears under us
Gonna get us through the ones in front of us
Yeah we broke, babe
Parking lot spot but we ain't broke down
On the tailgate
Still wishin' on stars, can't see behind the clouds
Potholes and cigarette smoke
That's what we call home
Holding on, getting gone
Rolling on into tomorrow
Just tryna find a silver lining, yeah
In a Silverado
When you're going through hell gettin' higher than Heaven
It's seats laid back at a 7/11
Eric take me to church cupholder confession
We got three beers left and I'm counting my blessings
Silverado Video (MV)
Performed By: Tanner Adell
Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: Akil King, Anthony Germaine White, Ben Stennis, Jared Tyler Mullins, Stephen McGregor, Tanner Adell
Tanner Adell - Silverado Lyrics
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Roaches in a bottle
Five dollars left in the tank from the bottom
Ash on the console
Scratch off dust on the dash tryna hit the lotto
When you're going through hell, gettin' higher than Heaven
Its seats laid back at a 7/11
Eric take me to church cupholder confession
We got three beers left and I'm counting my blessings
Yeah we broke, babe
Parking lot spot but we ain't broke down
On the tailgate
Still wishin' on stars, can't see behind the clouds
Potholes and cigarette smoke
That's what we call home
Holding on, getting gone
Rolling on into tomorrow
Just tryna find a silver lining, yeah
In a Silverado
Playing with fire
Running my fingers through the flame of the lighter
Floorboard change got us White Castle sliders
Burnin' holes in our pockets, couldn't make em any lighter
Yeah we broke, babe
Parking lot spot but we ain't broke down
On the tailgate
Still wishin' on stars, can't see behind the clouds
Potholes and cigarette smoke
That's what we call home
Holding on, getting gone
Rolling on into tomorrow
Just tryna find a silver lining, yeah
In a Silverado
These Goodyears under us
Gonna get us through the ones in front of us
These Goodyears under us
Gonna get us through the ones in front of us
These Goodyears under us
Gonna get us through the ones in front of us
These Goodyears under us
Gonna get us through the ones in front of us
Yeah we broke, babe
Parking lot spot but we ain't broke down
On the tailgate
Still wishin' on stars, can't see behind the clouds
Potholes and cigarette smoke
That's what we call home
Holding on, getting gone
Rolling on into tomorrow
Just tryna find a silver lining, yeah
In a Silverado
When you're going through hell gettin' higher than Heaven
It's seats laid back at a 7/11
Eric take me to church cupholder confession
We got three beers left and I'm counting my blessings
Five dollars left in the tank from the bottom
Ash on the console
Scratch off dust on the dash tryna hit the lotto
When you're going through hell, gettin' higher than Heaven
Its seats laid back at a 7/11
Eric take me to church cupholder confession
We got three beers left and I'm counting my blessings
Yeah we broke, babe
Parking lot spot but we ain't broke down
On the tailgate
Still wishin' on stars, can't see behind the clouds
Potholes and cigarette smoke
That's what we call home
Holding on, getting gone
Rolling on into tomorrow
Just tryna find a silver lining, yeah
In a Silverado
Playing with fire
Running my fingers through the flame of the lighter
Floorboard change got us White Castle sliders
Burnin' holes in our pockets, couldn't make em any lighter
Yeah we broke, babe
Parking lot spot but we ain't broke down
On the tailgate
Still wishin' on stars, can't see behind the clouds
Potholes and cigarette smoke
That's what we call home
Holding on, getting gone
Rolling on into tomorrow
Just tryna find a silver lining, yeah
In a Silverado
These Goodyears under us
Gonna get us through the ones in front of us
These Goodyears under us
Gonna get us through the ones in front of us
These Goodyears under us
Gonna get us through the ones in front of us
These Goodyears under us
Gonna get us through the ones in front of us
Yeah we broke, babe
Parking lot spot but we ain't broke down
On the tailgate
Still wishin' on stars, can't see behind the clouds
Potholes and cigarette smoke
That's what we call home
Holding on, getting gone
Rolling on into tomorrow
Just tryna find a silver lining, yeah
In a Silverado
When you're going through hell gettin' higher than Heaven
It's seats laid back at a 7/11
Eric take me to church cupholder confession
We got three beers left and I'm counting my blessings
Writer: Akil King, Anthony Germaine White, Ben Stennis, Jared Tyler Mullins, Stephen McGregor, Tanner Adell
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group