Allday – Monster Truck lyrics

[Verse 1]

Ooh, hot off the presses

Songs bang-bang, shots of the heroin

Your money clang-clang, don’t talk aggressive

All them fake stories don’t warrant a mention

Put some respect on my name, yeah

And are y’all done?

And them girls dancing crazy, this shit’s too strong

Been a pest in the street like a feral kitty

Since them girls were curving me like David Beckham kicking

They’re trying to ask me questions, I’m not texting really

I’m not even finessing, I work over time to rep my city, true

I said it, it was done

I told a lot of lies but never in a song

I don’t wanna steal nobody’s girl but they’re scheming on me

You can really lose yourself trying to be somebody

[Chorus]

Might rip my organs out just for the money

Buy a monster truck, go roll over your mummy

Why I always think about my ex when I’m fucking?

Why I always thinking ’bout rain when it’s sunny?

Might rip my organs out just for the money

Buy a monster truck, go roll over your mummy

Why I always think about my ex when I’m fucking?

Why I always thinking ’bout rain when it’s sunny?

[Verse 2]

Yeah, headstrong, headstrong

Yeah, even when I’m dead wrong

Jacquemus Vetements, hangups, hangups, Renoir

Ask me, do I have regrets though?

Probably more than you would guess though

Rap game Louis Theroux

Act dumb, everybody getting exposed

If they were me for an hour, could they keep it up?

No, I really doubt it

The real ones know it’s not your outfit

They fuck with me strictly on my sound shit, ooh

Got the spirit in me, you can’t hear it in me

Hate me with the spirits in me

But I have my difficulties living in reality

That’s why I’m starting fights every other night

Drunk and high, texting girls I hardly like

Saying, "Rah, rah, rah, baby, I love you"

Texting girls I do like saying, "Bitch, fuck you"

Text them when I want to come again like Apu

God bless the pussy, like the pussy said "Ah-choo!"

Why they call it karma? ‘Cause it karma ’round later

Gonna end up dead if I keep running ’round wasted

My place is gated but I’ll send you out that chaos

Dead career rappers shouldn’t talk, this ain’t a seance, nah

[Chorus]

Might rip my organs out just for the money

Buy a monster truck, go roll over your mummy

Why I always think about my ex when I’m fucking?

Why I always thinking bout rain when it’s sunny?

Might rip my organs out just for the money

Buy a monster truck, go roll over your mummy

Why I always think about my ex when I’m fucking?

Why I always thinking bout rain when it’s sunny?