My Truck (feat. Sam Hunt) (Live) - BRELAND/Sam Hunt

Lyrics by：Daniel Breland/Troy Taylor/Kalvin Austin/Devon Barton/Edrick Miles/Tatiana Zeigler/Sam Hunt

Produced by：Kal V./Troy Taylor

You can drink my liquor

You can call my lady

You can take my money

You can smoke my blunt

Scuff these Jordans

You can say you hate me

You can call me crazy but

Don't touch my truck let's go let's go

Skrrt hey hey skrrt

Don't touch my truck hey

Don't touch my

Ac busted and the floorboard's rusted

With a little bit of lovin' it'll fire right up

Paid eight for it woulda gave eight more

I wouldn't trade that sucker for a million bucks oh yeah

Tell them boys come and get me get me

I be ridin' through the city woo

Young rich and I'm pretty yeah

Homie don't get it twisted

Keep a semi in the hemi ooh

Red cup full of henny uh

My hitters come in plenties for real

You can drink my liquor you can call my lady

You can take my money you can smoke my blunt

Scuff these Jordans you can say you hate me

You can call me crazy but

Don't touch my truck ayy skrrt skrrt

Don't touch my truck huh

Skrrt woo-ooh skrrt

Don't touch my

Toolbox full of dirty dove shot empties

Muddy old clodhoppers and a mossberg pump

Pull up on you at the red light homie

Throw some bone thugs on

And make your loose change jump oh yeah

Tell them boys come and get me get me

I be ridin' through the city woo

Young rich and I'm pretty yeah

Homie don't get it twisted

Keep a semi in the hemi

Red cup full of henny yeah

My hitters come in plenties for real

You can drink my liquor you can call my lady

You can take my money you can smoke my blunt

Scuff these Jordans you can say you hate me

You can call me crazy but

Don't touch my truck oh

Skrrt skrrt

Don't touch my truck oh

Skrrt skrrt

Don't touch my truck

Don't touch my truck

Yeah

Don't touch my truck