My Truck

        Am                       Em
You can drink my liquor, you can call my lady
        Am                    C
You can take my money, you can smoke my blunt
Dm
Scuff these Jordans, you can say you hate me
        Am            N.C.
You can call me crazy, but
               Am
Don't touch my truck (Skrrt, skrrt)
N.C.
Skrrt (Yeah, yeah), skrrt
               Am
Don't touch my truck (Brrt, yeah)
N.C.
Skrrt (Woo-ooh), skrrt
N.C.
Don't touch my


[Verse 1]
Am                 Em
V8 engine with the windows tinted
        Am                                   C
Boy, we came from the bottom, got it out the mud
            Am                           Em
Whole block jumpin' 'cause the subs stay hittin'
                                       C
If they roll up on me, know I keep one tucked (Ooh yeah)


[Pre-Chorus]
Am
Tell them boys come and get me
C
I be ridin' through the city
C
Young, rich, and I'm pretty
Am
Homie, don't get it twisted
       Em
Keep a semi in the hemi (Ooh)
    Em
Red cup full of Henny (Uh)
   Em                            N.C.
My hitters come in plenties, for real


[Chorus]
        Am                       Em
You can drink my liquor, you can call my lady
        Am                     C
You can take my money, you can smoke my blunt
Dm
Scuff these Jordans, you can say you hate me
        Am             N.C.
You can call me crazy, but
               Am
Don't touch my truck (Skrrt, skrrt)
N.C.
Skrrt (Yeah, yeah), skrrt
               Am
Don't touch my truck (Brrt, yeah)
N.C.
Skrrt (Woo-ooh), skrrt
N.C.
Don't touch my


[Verse 2]
Am                      Em
Woodgrain dash with the matte black finish
       Am                               C
And it match my shawty with the big ol' butt
          Am                             Em
Know them boys soft 'cause they got hard feelings
                                             C
You can try me if you wanna go and test your luck (Woo)


[Pre-Chorus]
Am
Tell them boys come and get me (Get me)
C
I be ridin' through the city (Woo)
C
Young, rich, and I'm pretty (Yeah)
Am
Homie, don't get it twisted (Yeah)
       Em
Keep a semi in the hemi (In the hemi)
    Em
Red cup full of Henny (Yeah, we drinkin')
   Em                            N.C.
My hitters come in plenties, for real


[Chorus]
        Am                       Em
You can drink my liquor, you can call my lady
        Am                     C
You can take my money, you can smoke my blunt
Dm
Scuff these Jordans, you can say you hate me
        Am             N.C.
You can call me crazy, but
               Am
Don't touch my truck

Skrrt, skrrt
               Am
Don't touch my truck

Skrrt, skrrt
               Am
Don't touch my truck


[Outro]
N.C.
Woo, ooh, woo, ooh, woo, ooh
N.C.
Don't touch my truck (Woo, ooh)
N.C.
Don't touch my truck