Yung Gravy & Brantley Gilbert - Cop A Truck
[Chorus: Yung Gravy]
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
[Verse 1: Yung Gravy]
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
[Chorus: Yung Gravy]
Think I might cop a truck
Thinkin' 'bout tires in thе mud
Leave city lights in the dust
Might cop a truck
Cruisе 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
[Verse 2: Brantley Gilbert]
I might cop a old school box body
Big block, baby, ain't no way the cops stop me
Got the mud grips, I'm talkin' way bigger
Jack it up got it lookin' like the gravedigger
Me and Gravy we should know that y'all would
Twelve gauge in the racks, so it's always all good
Take it to the house, swap for the dually Roush
Got to make the waist crank it
Just to make my baby's booty bounce
It's the fuckin' south
[Chorus: Yung Gravy & Brantley Gilbert]
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
[Post-Chorus: Yung Gravy & Brantley Gilbert]
Might cop a truck
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
[Verse 1: Yung Gravy]
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
[Chorus: Yung Gravy]
Think I might cop a truck
Thinkin' 'bout tires in thе mud
Leave city lights in the dust
Might cop a truck
Cruisе 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
[Verse 2: Brantley Gilbert]
I might cop a old school box body
Big block, baby, ain't no way the cops stop me
Got the mud grips, I'm talkin' way bigger
Jack it up got it lookin' like the gravedigger
Me and Gravy we should know that y'all would
Twelve gauge in the racks, so it's always all good
Take it to the house, swap for the dually Roush
Got to make the waist crank it
Just to make my baby's booty bounce
It's the fuckin' south
[Chorus: Yung Gravy & Brantley Gilbert]
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
[Post-Chorus: Yung Gravy & Brantley Gilbert]
Might cop a truck
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