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  • I'm in the black chevrolet with no tags
    Got doors on this ***** like a school bus
    Hop on in ************

    Take you on a ride with a loaded ruger
    So cold that I might need a coat rag
    Look ***** you only need two puffs

    That's crystal meth Catfish Billy smokin' hoopla
    All around the south I blow cash
    That ain't leather that's nubuck
    You ain't really ballin' ruthless
    You ain't rollin' up on a new truck
    I'm all about the Glock **** no jag
    I got this ***** on four's like two plus
    Two and this ***** is lubed up
    Treat MC's like a new slut
    Yeah ***** I'm outtie
    Five go tell yo' pap' that his boy's said howdy
    You want to make it rain but would I I doubt it
    These hoes are bad weather always cloudy

    I'm a kill these *****es dig these ditches and
    Rocks up out this chevy trunk
    Before you dead and lost
    Cause we peelin' off in
    That red Bugatti with bowties

    Oh just me and that chevrolet
    (Bowties Bowties)
    Oh with a **********in' attitude
    (Bowties Bowties)
    Oh you don't want to see that pistol wave
    (Bowties Bowties)
    Me and that box running up clean and smooth
    (Bowties Bowties)

    All black Chevy I'm a take it to the car show
    Shouldn't drink and drive
    But I got some chronic at my condo
    Blonde ho with me 'bout to ****
    No time for convo'
    Want it because I let her
    Hit the chronic and the blanco
    Long stroke I'm a swing the wheel like a golf pro
    Hit it from the back
    She look behind and saw my charm glow
    I took a picture of her ***** for affective feeling
    So she got the steppin'
    Like she love me through the mind boat
    Back inside my speakers beatin' like a bongo
    Bumpin' Box Chevy me and
    'Wolf a perfect combo
    Anyone want it with us can
    Get it they beggin' for attention
    Like Miley Cyrus when she twerking
    Let her tongue show dumb though
    Why you blaming us
    When you done gone broke
    Rap's killing **** like
    Mac Dillon did in Gunsmoke
    I'm just fired up
    While you gettin' dried up like a ancho
    Chilling but really still feelin'
    Like I'm on my grind though
    So I'm creepin' like a rhino
    Coming off the instagram
    Northside Atlanta and I got it
    Want to get a gram
    Servin' out my window
    Like a burger want a drink it's ten
    Use a better pad now
    They ****ed it up and let me in
    Leather interior until they get another print

    Of my shoes hit the runway inside my Chevy then

    Hit the gas till the moon we will never land
    Ain't nobody ****in' with
    Slumerican put that on my Chevy

    Walk to the mall like **** you
    Give me that MceeDee Super Sized
    Got a fresh pair of J's like two new crack heads
    Shoelaces like spud loose
    Bounce on it
    Coffee table full of shake
    And they breakin' up an ounce on it
    Tweakers on the hip gettin' high as a brimstone
    Thrown on the tip
    Of a ball handle the symphone
    Lean some of them lean
    On the wall and limp home
    Steam mellowin' out of a Chevy Enzo

    I put the house on it
    Have a seat ***** put the couch on it
    Take a sigh ***** I put the south on it
    Take a ride on the one I-89
    You talkin' **** I might put the crowd on it
    It would be another Yelawolf hate ground
    Butter on the seats like country crop

    But I ****in' ain't no country crop
    Puts fear in the heart of a country cop
    Everytime that I get ****in' stopped
    Boy those some nice wheels
    But you better turn the music down
    Cause it ain't the big city
    Ran off the law with nothin' but a ticket
    From a ****in' hick with a stick
    And midget dealin' with midget and bowtie
  • [00:22.29]I'm in the black chevrolet with no tags
    [00:24.73]Got doors on this ***** like a school bus
    [00:26.90]Hop on in ************
    [00:27.85]
    [00:28.41]Take you on a ride with a loaded ruger
    [00:30.35]So cold that I might need a coat rag
    [00:32.57]Look ***** you only need two puffs
    [00:34.75]
    [00:35.36]That's crystal meth Catfish Billy smokin' hoopla
    [00:38.58]All around the south I blow cash
    [00:41.23]That ain't leather that's nubuck
    [00:42.82]You ain't really ballin' ruthless
    [00:44.71]You ain't rollin' up on a new truck
    [00:46.52]I'm all about the Glock **** no jag
    [00:48.73]I got this ***** on four's like two plus
    [00:51.05]Two and this ***** is lubed up
    [00:52.69]Treat MC's like a new slut
    [00:55.39]Yeah ***** I'm outtie
    [00:56.35]Five go tell yo' pap' that his boy's said howdy
    [00:58.52]You want to make it rain but would I I doubt it
    [01:00.64]These hoes are bad weather always cloudy
    [01:01.94]
    [01:03.40]I'm a kill these *****es dig these ditches and
    [01:05.69]Rocks up out this chevy trunk
    [01:06.88]Before you dead and lost
    [01:08.14]Cause we peelin' off in
    [01:09.25]That red Bugatti with bowties
    [01:10.82]
    [01:12.93]Oh just me and that chevrolet
    [01:14.66](Bowties Bowties)
    [01:16.99]Oh with a **********in' attitude
    [01:18.70](Bowties Bowties)
    [01:20.96]Oh you don't want to see that pistol wave
    [01:22.99](Bowties Bowties)
    [01:24.32]Me and that box running up clean and smooth
    [01:26.21](Bowties Bowties)
    [01:32.19]
    [01:43.10]All black Chevy I'm a take it to the car show
    [01:45.01]Shouldn't drink and drive
    [01:45.78]But I got some chronic at my condo
    [01:47.12]Blonde ho with me 'bout to ****
    [01:48.27]No time for convo'
    [01:49.24]Want it because I let her
    [01:50.18]Hit the chronic and the blanco
    [01:51.18]Long stroke I'm a swing the wheel like a golf pro
    [01:52.65]Hit it from the back
    [01:53.74]She look behind and saw my charm glow
    [01:55.16]I took a picture of her ***** for affective feeling
    [01:56.85]So she got the steppin'
    [01:57.75]Like she love me through the mind boat
    [01:59.23]Back inside my speakers beatin' like a bongo
    [02:00.72]Bumpin' Box Chevy me and
    [02:01.62]'Wolf a perfect combo
    [02:02.64]Anyone want it with us can
    [02:03.74]Get it they beggin' for attention
    [02:04.85]Like Miley Cyrus when she twerking
    [02:05.87]Let her tongue show dumb though
    [02:07.27]Why you blaming us
    [02:07.99]When you done gone broke
    [02:09.04]Rap's killing **** like
    [02:09.93]Mac Dillon did in Gunsmoke
    [02:10.75]I'm just fired up
    [02:11.39]While you gettin' dried up like a ancho
    [02:12.83]Chilling but really still feelin'
    [02:13.76]Like I'm on my grind though
    [02:14.84]So I'm creepin' like a rhino
    [02:15.91]Coming off the instagram
    [02:16.63]Northside Atlanta and I got it
    [02:17.81]Want to get a gram
    [02:18.87]Servin' out my window
    [02:19.59]Like a burger want a drink it's ten
    [02:21.38]Use a better pad now
    [02:22.09]They ****ed it up and let me in
    [02:22.71]Leather interior until they get another print
    [02:23.65]
    [02:24.51]Of my shoes hit the runway inside my Chevy then
    [02:26.40]
    [02:26.91]Hit the gas till the moon we will never land
    [02:28.85]Ain't nobody ****in' with
    [02:29.63]Slumerican put that on my Chevy
    [02:31.81]
    [03:03.17]Walk to the mall like **** you
    [03:04.96]Give me that MceeDee Super Sized
    [03:06.62]Got a fresh pair of J's like two new crack heads
    [03:09.03]Shoelaces like spud loose
    [03:11.12]Bounce on it
    [03:11.89]Coffee table full of shake
    [03:13.24]And they breakin' up an ounce on it
    [03:14.84]Tweakers on the hip gettin' high as a brimstone
    [03:16.49]Thrown on the tip
    [03:17.58]Of a ball handle the symphone
    [03:18.56]Lean some of them lean
    [03:19.60]On the wall and limp home
    [03:20.66]Steam mellowin' out of a Chevy Enzo
    [03:22.83]
    [03:23.83]I put the house on it
    [03:25.09]Have a seat ***** put the couch on it
    [03:27.20]Take a sigh ***** I put the south on it
    [03:29.19]Take a ride on the one I-89
    [03:31.20]You talkin' **** I might put the crowd on it
    [03:33.14]It would be another Yelawolf hate ground
    [03:34.84]Butter on the seats like country crop
    [03:36.18]
    [03:37.49]But I ****in' ain't no country crop
    [03:38.98]Puts fear in the heart of a country cop
    [03:41.22]Everytime that I get ****in' stopped
    [03:43.70]Boy those some nice wheels
    [03:44.78]But you better turn the music down
    [03:45.90]Cause it ain't the big city
    [03:47.07]Ran off the law with nothin' but a ticket
    [03:48.77]From a ****in' hick with a stick
    [03:50.01]And midget dealin' with midget and bowtie