My Truck (Live) BRELAND (Ft. Sam Hunt)

На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "My Truck (Live)" от BRELAND (Ft. Sam Hunt). Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.

[Intro: BRELAND]
What's up, Nashville?
How you doing, bro?
Sam Hunt, everybody
Let's have some fun, alright? One more time

[Chorus: BRELAND]
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, what?
Don't touch my truck
Skrrt, skrrt
Don't touch my truck
Ayy, yeah, skrrt, skrrt
Don't touch my

[Verse 1: Sam Hunt & BRELAND]
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)

[Pre-Chorus: Sam Hunt & BRELAND]
Tell them boys come and get me
I be ridin' through the city (Uh-huh)
Young, rich, and I'm pretty (Yeah)
Homie, don't get it twisted
Keep a semi in the Hemi
Red cup full of Henny
My hitters come in plenties, for real