[INTRO — spoken, dry, over engine idle] You asked me what my man does for a living. Girl. Where do I start. [VERSE 1] His name is Kenny and he drinks diesel straight W900 long nose, sitting clean and great Kenworth cowling, chrome stacks kissing the sky Your boy's on the couch, mine's hauling by He's got a job — shows up, every single run No sick days, no excuses, load gets done He don't text me back because he's making miles But that per diem hits my account with a smile You got a man who "does music" — how's that going, babe? Kenny cleared forty-eight states since August, paid [CHORUS] My boyfriend drinks diesel, got a job and a name Kenny W900, we don't play those games You got a boy toy, I got a working man Eighteen wheels, a sleeper, and a five-year plan He don't need a side hustle, Kenny IS the hustle No drama, no dependents, just torque and muscle My boyfriend drinks diesel, got a job and a name Kenny W900, we don't play those games [VERSE 2] You're posting your man at brunch with a mimosa glass Kenny's running I-40, keeping that hammer mashed Your boy borrowed your car — that's cute, that's fine Kenny IS the car, baby, and he's mine Custom paint, matching chrome, name on the door My man's got his name on something — what's yours for? He don't ghost me, he dots every i and t ELD logs, clean inspection, home to me You call yours an entrepreneur, I call that broke Kenny filed his taxes in January — no joke [CHORUS] My boyfriend drinks diesel, got a job and a name Kenny W900, we don't play those games You got a boy toy, I got a working man Eighteen wheels, a sleeper, and a five-year plan He don't need a side hustle, Kenny IS the hustle No drama, no dependents, just torque and muscle My boyfriend drinks diesel, got a job and a name Kenny W900, we don't play those games [BRIDGE — 808 drop, steel slide low and slow] Your man's finding himself, that's sweet, how long? Mine found a route that pays and he's been gone Six days, made rent, made fuel, made the note I sleep in Kenny's arms every night on the road You're splitting bills with somebody who owes you still Kenny's never late — not once, not ever, not real [VERSE 3] He sleeps when I sleep, warms up when I rise Blackout curtains, APU, no compromise Your man kicked the blanket and took up the whole bed Kenny's got a bunk with memory foam instead He don't cheat, don't drink, don't run his mouth loud He drinks diesel and he hauls and that man makes me proud You asked me once if I get lonely out here Baby I'm curled up in a Kenworth — what's there to fear My man's got 550 horses under that hood Ask your boy to move that kind of weight — I wish he could [CHORUS] My boyfriend drinks diesel, got a job and a name Kenny W900, we don't play those games You got a boy toy, I got a working man Eighteen wheels, a sleeper, and a five-year plan He don't need a side hustle, Kenny IS the hustle No drama, no dependents, just torque and muscle My boyfriend drinks diesel, got a job and a name Kenny W900, we don't play those games [OUTRO — spoken, engine idling warm] Paid off. Clean title. No drama. 550 horses. His name is Kenny. What's yours doing tonight?
