Intro Yeah Red River week You can feel that shit in the teeth Whole damn air go mean Whole damn room lose sleep This ain’t just another game This old blood gettin’ loud And I came to leave burnt orange face-down in the crowd Verse 1 Soon as that week hit, the whole vibe turn dark You can hear old ghosts stirrin’ in the back of your heart This that hate with a purpose This that pride with a scar This that “line it up and find out who the hell you are” Texas talk big, but they always do that Lotta shiny-ass bark, not enough real in the back They wear that burnt orange like it mean they own heat But we been draggin’ that color through the mud with cleats I don’t need a speech Don’t need a hype-man line Just point me at the logo and the time and place and sign ‘Cause when the river run red in my chest that way I turn from focused to feral by the middle of the day This bigger than me Bigger than one damn play Bigger than all the little stars they pinned on me back in the day This Oklahoma blood mixed up with some Sin City rage And it got me lookin’ at that rivalry like a cage to break Pre-Chorus Yeah, the room get hotter Yeah, the jaw lock tight Yeah, that orange look sweeter When it’s losin’ in the lights No soft thoughts No halfway flex It’s Red River week And I’m Red River reckless Chorus Red River reckless Mean in my bones Sooner blood pumpin’ Like thunder in my lungs Burnt orange talkin’ But we know what’s next When that whistle blow I get Red River reckless Red River reckless Hit first, stay loud Drag that pride through the dirt Leave the silence on the crowd From the snap to the smoke Ain’t no second-guessin’ You line up with us You get Red River reckless Verse 2 I came from Vegas wild, now I’m Oklahoma mad That’s a dangerous mix for anybody in burnt trash Yeah, I said it with my chest, I ain’t trimmin’ shit down Texas can keep the hype, we gon’ keep runnin’ ‘em down They love that cowboy swagger, love that money-fed grin But I done seen enough fake kings to know what’s under the skin This game ain’t won in a boardroom Ain’t bought in a suite It get won by the boys mean enough to bleed in the heat And I been waitin’ for a week like this since I was young Watchin’ old highlights, dreamin’ rage in my lungs Now I got that crimson on and the chance in my hand So I’ma hit that field like a storm with a plan No mercy for the soft No grace for the fake No room for pretty talk when a standard at stake I want helmets turnt sideways, crowd sick in the throat Want burnt orange real quiet on the bus ride home Pre-Chorus Yeah, the room get hotter Yeah, the jaw lock tight Yeah, that orange look sweeter When it’s losin’ in the lights No soft thoughts No halfway flex It’s Red River week And I’m Red River reckless Chorus Red River reckless Mean in my bones Sooner blood pumpin’ Like thunder in my lungs Burnt orange talkin’ But we know what’s next When that whistle blow I get Red River reckless Red River reckless Hit first, stay loud Drag that pride through the dirt Leave the silence on the crowd From the snap to the smoke Ain’t no second-guessin’ You line up with us You get Red River reckless Bridge I don’t need calm I don’t need grace I need one clean lane and a target to break I need that crowd shakin’ Need that hate in tune Need them old-school ghosts howlin’ at the moon ‘Cause this ain’t just football This a bloodline test And every ounce of me come alive in that mess So if you ask what kind of time I’m on Tell ‘em bring Texas in And watch me turn wrong Breakdown Yeah Crimson on my skin Sin City in my grin Red River in my chest And I’m all the way in No smile No mercy No half-assed effort Just a hard young beast Gettin’ Red River reckless Final Chorus Red River reckless Mean in my bones Sooner blood pumpin’ Like thunder in my lungs Burnt orange talkin’ But we know what’s next When that whistle blow I get Red River reckless Red River reckless Hit first, stay loud Drag that pride through the dirt Leave the silence on the crowd From the snap to the smoke Ain’t no second-guessin’ You line up with us You get Red River reckless Outro Yeah Some weeks feel heavy Some weeks feel blessed Then there’s one damn week that bring out your worst and your best And when that river rise I don’t pray for calm I just tighten my gloves And get Red River reckless
