TRUCKERS - TRUCKERS

We're truckers
Punching down your door like motherfuckers
Yeah we're truckers
Spitting game on each other's mothers
Yeah we're truckers
Separate from birth but now we're brothers
Yeah we're truckers
On the road you better run for cover uh
We're truckers
Punching down your door like motherfuckers
Yeah we're truckers
Spitting game on each other's mothers
Yeah we're truckers
Separate from birth but now we're brothers
Yeah we're truckers
On the road you better run for cover
I got silver on my nose but I'm always smelling gold
Petrol pump in my truck? Nah fuck it, it's a Rolls aye
Your baby hella cute, I might take her to my truck
Toes curled up, reading a book, she gonna tuck me up
Make no mistake, they probably beautiful
Imma judge my bro by the state of his cuticles
I take him to the toilet while we shit in the cubicle
Showing each other trucks, Buck is looking so beautiful
In BO2, they always had me playing as the baddie
Now I'm the one with a two-buck fatty
They call me muscle man the way I make em woo-woo-woo
In the truck they be humming, they go vroom-vroom-vroom
We're truckers
Punching down your door like motherfuckers
Yeah we're truckers
Spitting game on each other's mothers
Yeah we're truckers
Separate from birth but now we're brothers
Yeah we're truckers
On the road you better run for cover uh
We're truckers
Punching down your door like motherfuckers
Yeah we're truckers
Spitting game on each other's mothers
Yeah we're truckers
Separate from birth but now we're brothers
Yeah we're truckers
On the road you better run for cover
Sick in the bed? Nah I'm sick in the head
Pumping on diesel, man why you still sucking unlead
Fuel cost reimbursed cos I need the dough
24-carat ring beaming on my little toe
Suffering succotash
Pick up a load at the store and then run it back
Having a heart attack
Two minutes left and I'm stuck in a cul-de-sac
The boss lethal, failed quota for the company
Now I'm out here on his balls like it's Rocket League
We're truckers
Punching down your door like motherfuckers
Yeah we're truckers
Spitting game on each other's mothers
Yeah we're truckers
Separate from birth but now we're brothers
Yeah we're truckers (hold on, Buck, I'm boutta be sick)
On the road you better run for cover
We're truckers
Punching down your door like motherfuckers
Yeah we're truckers
Spitting game on each other's mothers
Yeah we're truckers
Separate from birth but now we're brothers
Yeah we're truckers
On the road you better run for cover
We're truckers
Punching down your door like motherfuckers
Yeah we're truckers
Spitting game on each other's mothers
Yeah we're truckers
Separate from birth but now we're brothers
Yeah we're truckers
On the road you better run for cover

Written by:
Bradley Eastham, Adrian Campos Wolcerz

Publisher:
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