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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BRELAND
BRELAND
Vocals
Troy Taylor
Troy Taylor
Programming
Kal V
Kal V
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devon Barton
Devon Barton
Songwriter
Edrick Miles
Edrick Miles
Songwriter
Kalvin Austin
Kalvin Austin
Songwriter
Tatiana Zeigler
Tatiana Zeigler
Songwriter
Troy Taylor
Troy Taylor
Songwriter
Daniel Breland
Daniel Breland
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Troy Taylor
Troy Taylor
Producer
Tylor Bondar
Tylor Bondar
Mastering Engineer
Kal V
Kal V
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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 (Skrrt, skrrt)
Skrrt (Yeah, yeah), skrrt
Don't touch my truck (Brrt, yeah)
Skrrt (Woo-ooh), skrrt
Don't touch my
[Verse 2]
V8 engine with the windows tinted
Boy, we came from the bottom, got it out the mud
Whole block jumpin' 'cause the subs stay hittin'
If they roll up on me, know I keep one tucked (Ooh yeah)
[Verse 3]
Tell them boys come and get me
I be ridin' though the city
Young, rich and I'm pretty
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
[Verse 4]
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 (Skrrt, skrrt)
Skrrt (Yeah, yeah), skrrt
Don't touch my truck (Brrt, yeah)
Don't touch my
[Verse 5]
Woodgrain dash with the matte black finish
And it match my shawty with the big ol' butt
Know them boys soft 'cause they got hard feelings
You can try me if you wanna go and test your luck (Woo)
[Verse 6]
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 (Yeah)
Keep a semi in the hemi (In the hemi)
Red cup full of Henny (Yeah, we drinkin')
My hitters come in plenties, for real
[Verse 7]
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
Skrrt, skrrt
Don't touch my truck
Skrrt, skrrt
Don't touch my truck
[Verse 8]
Don't touch my truck (Woo, ooh)
Don't touch my truck
Written by: Daniel Breland, Devon Barton, Edrick Miles, Kalvin Austin, Tatiana Zeigler, Troy Taylor
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