Hunxho – BP Truck Lyrics

BP Truck

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"BP Truck." - Hunxho

Monday, 19 October 2026, 05:00 am

Album: I Quit Rap

Track No: 08

I keep the painkillers to a minimum
I told her I'm a banker, she don't like criminals
I'm getting topped off at the cinema
I ain't arguin', a **** ain't feminine (Yeah)
Left the strip club, five in the mornin', I'm still parkin' lot pimpin' (Still parkin' lot pimpin')
I'm getting too much of this shit in (Too much of this shit)
I'm trying to keep this shit to myself (Keep this shit to my—)
I'm in the BP truck, gettin' head
I keep a "prrt," you won't die in my care
I done been fucked up, but who care? (Fucked up, but who—)
I had to grind, ain't give me nothin' (Grind, ain't give me)
She know the rules, you can't go outside with your friends if you need my help
If I buy shoes, then I buy two pair
I buy your hair and your nails, too player
I had to lose just to catch me a win
They say live life, they ain't say life fair
My brother told and it crushed my heart
I still got love, but I can't be there
I done spent too many nights in the jail cell when my family couldn't even help (Too many nights in the cell)
This shit my pain, don't need pen (Yeah)
Street **** my twin, ****, we kin (My twin, ****, we kin)
You spin, I don't ask you nothin', I just hop in
I was in last, you gotta be kiddin'
I got in my bag, now I'm the man (I'm the man)
She come when I say so, on demand (On demand)
I run that pape' up off a plan
Too much and I made some on the 'Gram
My brothers'll face somethin' 'bout the fam' (Face some' 'bout it)
****, take somethin', might be dumb (Take somethin', might)
I ran up two-hundred racks in a year
I be riskin' it, that's all gambling
Twin can't ask me nothin', I ain't answering
I'm a street **** who sell animals (Street **** who sell)
But I'll still shoot somethin' like that's my camera
And I'll still'll beat somethin' like my grandma (Beat somethin' like my—)
**** bet' not diss and it won't be war
**** bet' not switch and it don't be hard
She can be my bitch if she do her part
She can make me food and come make me hard
If you just stay down, it'll take you far
I moved smarter, now I play a major part
Yeah, alright, come on
I'm getting too much of this shit in (Too much of this shit in)
I'm trying to keep this shit to myself (Keep this shit to myself)
I'm in the BP truck, gettin' head (BP truck, gettin' head)
I keep a "prrt," you won't die in my care (You won't die in my care)
I done been fucked up, but who care? (Fucked up, but who care)
I had to grind, ain't give me nothin' (Grind, ain't give me nothin')
She know the rules, you can't go outside with your friends if you need my help (Oh, no)
If I buy shoes, then I buy two pair (Strap)
I buy your hair and your nails, too player (Hair and your nails, too player)
I had to lose just to catch me a win (Lose just to catch me a win)
They say live life, they ain't say life fair
My brother told and it crushed my heart
I still got love, but I can't be there (Love, but I can't be there)
I done spent too many nights in the jail cell when my family couldn't even help (Couldn't even help)
My family couldn't even help
Spent too many nights in the jail cell when my family couldn't even help
I spent too many nights in the jail cell when my family couldn't even help
I spent too many nights in the trap, my family couldn't even help

Writer(s): Aiden Yetman & Ibrahim Dodo.

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