“High Noon” is a promotional single from American singer Shaboozey‘s fourth studio album, The Outlaw Cherie Lee & Other Western Tales. ^{[1] [2] [3]}

It features American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer Gunna.^{[7] [8]}

The single premiered Thursday, July 30^th, 2026^[1], via Shaboozey’s official YouTube channel.^[3]

The track produced by: Julian Nixon, Mike Hector, Nevin, Sean Cook, & Tyler Johnson.^[4]

The song written by: Shaboozey, Gunna, Julian Nixon, Mike Hector, Nevin, Sean Cook, & Tyler Johnson.^[4]

Song: #HighNoon

Artist: #Shaboozey #Gunna

Album: #TheOutlawCherieLeeAndOtherWesternTales

^Explicit

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“High Noon” Lyrics ^[4]
Song by Shaboozey, Gunna:

Verse 1: Shaboozey
Tryna knock me off my feet, still standing
With more money than I came with (Hot d***)
Took a loss, but I’m still a gambling man
Bettin’ all the chips that I got left (I’m all in)
Didn’t talk to the law, it’s a d*** good way
Spend another 40K on my wrist (Top that)
Aw, hell nah, I don’t need another shot
‘Cause I’m already feeling this fifth

Pre-Chorus: Shaboozey
At the crossroads, the devil I know
Tell him he can get it back in blood

Chorus: Shaboozey
Meet at high noon and shut it down
Everything we do, we do it loud
Everywhere we go, we bring a crowd
When we at the bar, tell ’em bring another round
Meet at high noon and shut it down
Someone call Jack, bring him out
If it ain’t a hundred proof, then pour it out
Meet me at the bar, guaranteed we tear it down

Verse 2: Gunna
Hittin’ crossroads, slamming Rolls Royce doors
Countin’ ten million off shows, spend a hundred thou’ on clothes
I got bad h***, they got pretty pink toes
Better put that mink on, put some diamonds in her gold
Five hundred on my wrist, g******, a n**** lit
Copped a ‘Rari truck, sent it back and added a kit
My folks from the country and ain’t have a pot to piss
Young Gunna went country with Shaboozey in this b****

Pre-Chorus: Shaboozey
At the crossroads, the devil I know
Said let’s make a deal, but I don’t take loans
To the folks I wronged that’ll never let go
And tell ’em they can get it back in blood

Chorus: Shaboozey
Meet at high noon and shut it down
Everything we do, we do it loud
Everywhere we go, we bring a crowd
When we at the bar, tell ’em bring another round
Meet at high noon and shut it down
Someone call Jack, bring him out
If it ain’t a hundred proof, then pour it out
Meet me at the bar, guaranteed we tear it down

Writer(s): Shaboozey, Gunna, Julian Nixon, Mike Hector, Nevin, Sean Cook, & Tyler Johnson
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^Explicit

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