Might cop a truck
Thinkin’ ’bout tires in the mud
Leave city lights in the dust
Might cop a truck
Cruise with the radio up
Lookin’ at the stars above
Rollin’ somethin’ up
Take a little joyride. We can get stuck
Layin’ in the long bed, make a lil’ love
Gone off map ’til the sun comes up
If you’re down with that
Might cop a truck
Had a few whips, had a few rides
Never had one for my countryside
(Come on)
How many hoes can a four-wheel drive?
I’ma find out by Thursday night
Tesla only fits thirteen women
(Damn)
Tryna get my numbers up in three digits
(Alleluia)
Got me feelin’ religious
And my main business
Think I might cop a truck
Thinkin’ ’bout tires in the mud
Leave city lights in the dust
Might cop a truck
Cruise with the radio up
Lookin’ at the stars above
Rollin’ somethin’ up
Take a little joyride. We can get stuck
Layin’ in the long bed, make a lil’ love
Gone off map ’til the sun comes up
If you’re down with that
Might cop a truck
I might cop a old-school box body
Big block, baby, ain’t no way to cop-stop me
Got the mud grips, I’m talkin’ way bigger
Jack it off, got it lookin’ like the gravedigger
Me and Gravy we should know that y’all would
Well gage in the racks, sun is all good
Take it to the house, swap it full of Dully Rose
Got to make the waist crank it
Just to make my baby’s booty bounce
Used to fuck a saw
Might cop a truck
Thinkin’ ’bout tires in the mud
Leave city lights in the dust
Might cop a truck
Cruise with the radio up
Lookin’ at the stars above
Rollin’ somethin’ up
Take a little joyride. We can get stuck
Layin’ in the long bed, make a lil’ love
Gone off map ’til the sun comes up
If you’re down with that
Might cop a truck
Might cop a truck
Might cop a truck
