Breland, Sam Hunt - My Truck (feat. Sam Hunt) [Remix]

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 (uh, skrrt) Yeah (skrrt) Don't touch my truck (don't touch my truck) Skrrt (woo-ooh), skrrt (ayy, y'all check the gate) 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 (yeah) 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 (yeah) Don't touch my truck (huh, yeah) 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 (in the Hemi) Red cup full of Henny (yeah, we drinkin') 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 Woo, ooh, woo, ooh, woo, ooh (how you doin'?) Don't touch my truck (woo, ooh, woo, ooh, woo, ooh) Yeah, don't touch my truck