Trucktober 2037

Hey there Chattanooga
It's Brayden Tucker
And you're a dumb fucker if you don't get in on Trucktober 2037
We got RAM, we got Dodge
You can get hot and heavy in one of our Chevy's
The choices are sick as fuck

On the seventh day, God made trucks
Crew-cab? Mega-cab? Doesn't matter
When you got heated seats to beat your meat
Damn right baby

These trucks are badass, and can pull a whole fuck-ton
You could probably pull a goddamn mountain with the new F650
Shit brother
WOOO
Get me hyped up thinkin' about it
Fuck

Come in today, zero percent APR for 36 months
Trade in your kid for one year of indentured servitude
And you get sixteen grand off the new F650
Starting at 139.99
Traded my kid in, look at this goddamn whip I'm in
You wanna look like me
You wanna be the fuckin' man
Get yourself a new truck, it's Trucktober BITCH

Ain't nothin' better, ain't no better time of the year
Breast Cancer Awareness? Who gives a fuck

Come on in, you wanna look fly as shit, rollin' down the highway
FUCK YEAH



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Writer(s): Zachary Zurn, Dylin Danielson
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