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(Verse 1) I come home early, boots still muddy from the deer lease Caught you tangled up with that pretty-boy piece Lipstick on his collar, your panties on the floor I didn’t say a word—just kicked in the screen door You screamed my name like I was still your man But the twelve-gauge answered quicker than I can I said “Boy, you got three seconds to run or pray” He chose runnin’… I chose buckshot anyway (Chorus) Zero tolerance, that’s the law ‘round here Cheat on a redneck, disappear I don’t talk it out, I don’t cry no tears Just blood on my tailgate and diesel in the gears One strike, you’re gone—ain’t no second chance Cross that line, you’ll fertilize the plants Zero tolerance, carved in lead and rust Fuck around and find out who you can trust (Verse 2) Found your phone, saw the messages you sent “Miss you baby” with them little heart emojis bent I laughed so hard the neighbors heard the sound Then I took that iPhone and I beat it to the ground Tossed your clothes in the burn barrel, lit the match Watched your Victoria’s Secret turn to ash You begged me darlin’, said it was a mistake I said “Mistake’s what happens when I let you keep breathin’, snake” (Chorus) Zero tolerance, that’s the law ‘round here Cheat on a redneck, disappear I don’t talk it out, I don’t cry no tears Just blood on my tailgate and diesel in the gears One strike, you’re gone—ain’t no second chance Cross that line, you’ll fertilize the plants Zero tolerance, carved in lead and rust Fuck around and find out who you can trust (Bridge – spoken/snarled) They say forgiveness is divine… well I ain’t Jesus, honey I’m the .308 truth with a red-dirt temper, darlin’ You made your bed with another man’s stink Now sleep in the dirt where the coyotes drink (Final Chorus – louder, meaner) Zero tolerance, that’s the gospel I preach Cheat on this redneck, I’ll bury what’s left of each No Facebook status, no “we grew apart” lies Just a fresh mound risin’ under Carolina skies Zero tolerance—tattooed on my soul You played with fire, now you’re charcoal Zero tolerance… bitch, that’s the code Now the buzzards circle where your story’s told (Outro – slow & cold) So if you’re thinkin’ ‘bout steppin’ out tonight… Remember this song. And remember my truck. And remember how quiet the woods get when the cheatin’ stops and the shootin’ starts. Yee-fuckin’-haw. 😈