Better Than Yours

Lyrics

[Intro: Colt Ford] K.O.O.O.O Big truck, big, big truck [Chorus: Josh Mirenda] I rolled up on some 35s You gonna see me when I step outside Look so good make 'er double take twice I'ma make your girl mine by the end of the night Said she wanna hop on in my truck Ride all night try to get the shit stuck Pull up on a back road make a little love I keep her comin' back, comin' back 'cause [Verse 1: Colt Ford] Damn, your boy back in the zone One look from your girl she gone (She gone) It like you could use some alone Don't worry I send her back home, yuh These girls got love for an OG, yessir Even your momma know me You can hate but you know how the flow be Sold out y'all know how the shows be Did the song to a new town I pull up and I see what it do town Old boots wanna stomp on new ground New booty my duty if she's down Yeah that's just how the game goes Switch it up never have the same flow Switch again, never with the same ho 'Bout money holler back you know the name bro [Chorus: Josh Mirenda] I rolled up on some 35s You gonna see me when I step outside Look so good make 'er double take twice I'ma make your girl mine by the end of the night Said she wanna hop on in my truck Ride all night try to get the shit stuck Pull up on a back road make a little love I keep her comin' back, comin' back 'cause [Post Chorus: Colt Ford] My truck, my truck, my truck Better than, better than yours My truck, my truck, my truck Better than, better than yours [Verse 2: Colt Ford] Y'all know what the fact is These girls know who the mack is She stick it out, tell me to smack this Allen Iverson don't need practice Yeah, I'm good with the big bucks No fear around here, big nuts Cold beer, dirt road, big trucks How many do I give, no fucks These girls lovin' my sound Come through sling dick in your town I beat it up K.O. first round Now double up when you finish these down Yo I still run with the same clique Voice so good with game spit So sick of this lame shit Y'all can have this fame shit I quit [Chorus: Josh Mirenda] I rolled up on some 35s You gonna see me when I step outside Look so good make 'er double take twice I'ma make your girl mine by the end of the night Said she wanna hop on in my truck Ride all night try to get the shit stuck Pull up on a back road make a little love I keep her comin' back, comin' back 'cause [Post Chorus: Colt Ford] My truck, my truck, my truck Better than, better than yours My truck, my truck, my truck Better than, better than yours My truck, my truck, my truck Better than, better than yours My truck, my truck, my truck Better than, better than yours