‘Hide My Gun’ by Post Malone & HARDY - Lyrics & Meaning

It's safe to say he rollout for Post Malone's momentous debut country album, F-1Trillion, has been jam-packed with surprise guests and unexpected link-ups from the get-go.

So when the New York genre-blender announced his ‘A Night in Nashville’ showcase with Bud Light a month before the project's release, we knew we could look forward to some star-studded collaborations - but still, none of us saw it coming when HARDY strode out onto the stage to perform ‘Hide My Gun’ alongside Posty.

With Post Malone having recorded ‘Pick-Up Man’ towards the end of 2023 as part of HARDY's HIXTAPE Vol. 3, many fans figured this would be as close as we'd ever get to a Posty and HARDY collaboration. Thankfully, this wasn't the case, with ‘Hide My Gun’ being readied as one of the most keenly awaited tracks from F-1Trillion.

Both thematically and sonically, ‘Hide My Gun’ feels cut from the same cloth as HARDY's ominous murder-ballad, ‘wait in the truck’, which he dropped with Lainey Wilson back in 2022. Post Malone's signature vibrato is swaddled in a cascade of undulating electric guitars, which drive the brooding - and slightly menacing - instrumental. HARDY brings his rock-inspired sound into the mix for his verse, which aligns seamlessly with the grungy, gritty ambience created by the lyrics.

“Thirty-eight dollars for a coconut rum
You never looked prettier sippin' on one
These downtown lights are turning back off, ’cause the world is turnin' back on”

Post Malone kicks things off by lamenting how expensive it is nowadays for a simple coconut rum cocktail, using what we hope is hyperbole when he shares he spent $38 to buy it.

Regardless, though, all Posty can think about is how beautiful his partner looks when she's drinking it. He colours the end of the verse with a melancholic hue, as he notices how the neon lights downtown are turning off as the bars start to close, conversely signalling how “the world is turnin’ back on” and they'll soon be forced to leave their escapist, alcohol-soaked dream and come crashing back down to reality.

“On the same damn road we drove a thousand times
I swear I saw a message in them white and yellow lines
And I ain't sayin’ I'm a killer, or if I'll ever be
But hypothetically”

As they make their familiar journey home, our protagonist stares wistfully at the blur of white and yellow lines that stretch down the road and finds “a message”, before beginning the song's key reflection on whether his partner would love him enough to help him get away with murder. It's unclear why the white and yellow lines make him think of this, but perhaps it's just something that's been on his mind, and the steady stream of colour leads him into a meditative trance that causes these thoughts to surface. Alternatively, these painted markers could symbolise Posty's fantasies of ‘crossing the line’ and killing someone in the name of love.

“Would you hide my gun?
Would you tell no one?
Would you pack your ‘never comin' back again’ bag
If the three times four's bangin' at our door, would you stall and let me slip out thе back?
Girl, if you wanted to, could you get to runnin' to a nevеr-ending honeymoon Mexico sun?
’Cause you know I adore you
No shit, I’d kill a man for you

And if I did, would you hide my gun?
Would you hide my gun?”

Here we get to the crux of the song, with Post Malone and HARDY asking their partners point-blank if they'd be willing to conceal their murder weapon and protect them if they killed someone. The phrase “If the three times four's bangin’ at our door” refers to the police, with ‘12’ (i.e. three multiplied by four) a slang term for cops.

They expand the dark fantasy as they question whether their partner would pack their ‘never comin’ back again’ bag to go on a permanent ‘vacation’, as they'd both then be on the run - something the narrators idealistically frame as a “never-ending honeymoon”. The protagonists underline that any such crime would be committed out of love, emphasising that they wouldn't hesitate to “kill a man for you”.

“If I had to dig a hole, would you take it to the grave?
Put some concrete shoes at the bottom of a lake
If I shot him dead, would you shoot me straight?
Just shoot me straight?”

Although we don't yet have every lyric 100% nailed down, with Posty and HARDY having only performed ‘Hide My Gun’ once so far, the general message of this verse is clear. HARDY doubles down on the message of the hook, asking if he had to dig a hole for the dead body, would his wife take this knowledge to the grave with her and never tell a soul? It's a clever transition from the image of him creating a grave for the victim to the idea of his partner taking their secret to her own grave.

We get another satisfying piece of wordplay as HARDY inquires as to whether, if he ‘shot’ the person dead, would his wife ‘shoot’ him straight and be honest with him about her loyalty.

“Lord, I didn't do anything wrong
I'm only asking just because”

Posty concludes ‘Hide My Gun’ by highlighting - just so everybody is clear - he's not actually committed any of the crimes he's singing about in the track, he's merely creating these hypotheticals to see if his lover is as devoted to him as he is to her.

The duo are yet to touch on this collaboration specifically, but HARDY has spoken in the past about his longstanding love for Post Malone. In a November 2023 interview with Katie Neal backstage for Audacy's Stars and Strings, HARDY explained, “I’ve manifested this for years. Slight flex here, but I started following [Post Malone] when he had like 300,000 Instagram followers. I was on the ‘White Iverson’ train, [I heard] the first thing that he ever put out and I was like, ‘This is dope,’ and I've been with him ever since...I just like what he’s done for Hip Hop and for Pop music - it’s just great. I’ve always said that from the very beginning.

“Thirty-eight dollars for a coconut rum
You never looked prettier sippin' on one
These downtown lights are turning back off, ’cause the world is turnin' back on

On the same damn road we drove a thousand times
I swear I saw a message in them white and yellow lines
And I ain't sayin’ I'm a killer, or if I'll ever be
But hypothetically

Would you hide my gun?
Would you tell no one?
Would you pack your ‘never comin' back again’ bag
If the three times four's bangin' at our door, would you stall and let me slip out thе back?
Girl, if you wanted to, could you get to runnin' to a nevеr-ending honeymoon Mexico sun?
’Cause you know I adore you
No shit, I’d kill a man for you

And if I did, would you hide my gun?
Would you hide my gun?

If I had to dig a hole, would you take it to the grave?
Put some concrete shoes at the bottom of a lake
If I shot him dead, would you shoot me straight?
Just shoot me straight?

Would you hide my gun?
Would you tell no one?
Would you pack your ‘never comin’ back again’ bag
If the three times four's bangin' at our door, would you stall and let me slip out the back?
Girl, if you wanted to, could you get to runnin' to a never-ending honeymoon Mexico sun?
’Cause you know I adore you
No shit, I'd kill a man for you

And if I did, would you hide my gun?
Would you hide my gun?

A big wheel gun in my right hand, tiny diamond in my left
Are you down to go the distance, Lord, in sickness and in health
’Cause nothin’s gonna part us
Not even death

Would you hide my gun?
Would you tell no one?
Would you pack your ‘never comin' back again’ bag
If the three times four's bangin' at our door, would you stall and let me slip out the back?
Girl, if you wanted to, could you get to runnin' to a never-ending honeymoon Mexico sun?
'Cause you know I adore you
No shit, I'd kill a man for you

And if I did, would you hide my gun?
Would you hide my gun?

Lord, I didn't do anything wrong
I'm only asking just because”

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