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 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