Lyrics:
Driving the chevy not fucking with ford
She gets a lil messy got slob on the floor
I'm shooting shit back knocking shells out the door
Look in the mirror
know it's sittin' high
Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie
Don't tread on me, I'm a rebel 'til I die
With my arm out the window with
A jar full
down 50 again
With an open throttle
That's the perfect blend
Naw I ain't perfect
I don't pretend
Now tell me what you really wanna Slide in
Chevy Ford
short bed deer decoy
4x4 in a ditch
But that ain't the kinda guy she's with
Cause he drives a Ford and I drive a Chevy
He drinks them Bud Light I drink
beats on a kill streak COD hoe
And I'm buzzing like a killer bee flow is lethal
I don't drive a Ford but you know I love to flex
They tell me I'm the kid
I'm from killer, killer Cali'
We ride low-low Chevys and Caddys
Palm trees and kush smoke, good weather and baddies
In the city, you can lose your
Tom Ford, I'm fresh like Tom Ford
Can't fuck with her, she fuck with them, I ain't got time for her
Man fuck that hoe she just want dick, I ain't got
like a snowball headed for hell?
With no kind of chance for the flag or the Liberty Bell
Wish a Ford and a Chevy could still last ten years like they
rolling downhill like a snowball headed for hell
With no kinda chance for the flag or the liberty bell?
Wish a Ford and a Chevy
Would still last ten
rolling downhill like a snowball headed for hell
With no kinda chance for the flag or the liberty bell?
Wish a Ford and a Chevy
Would still last ten
chiller paring
I ain't front the burns but I ride in the Chevy clack clack
Artillery A nigga ride heavy, oh God
Hang over it, hang over that
They
around here
Camouflage, camouflage
Looks the same on Ford, Chevy, and Dodge
It's an F-250 or a Z-71
It's camouflage where I come from
I had to throw my
hill like a snowball headed for hell
With no kinda chance for the flag or the liberty bell
Wish a ford and a chevy
Would still last ten years like
bullets whistle like the wind blowing
Real killers move in silence ain't no tip toeing
Ain't no half stepping lord this my last question
Can you get us out
drop sy Ford en hy bere sy tools
Gerrie steek ‘n vuurtjie in sy backyard aan, hy luister Bok Van Blerk en hy pik ‘n traan
Want hy het sy '68 Chevy se
rolling downhill like a snowball headed for hell
With no kinda chance for the flag or the liberty bell?
Wish a Ford and a Chevy
Would still last ten
hill like a snowball headed for hell
With no kinda chance for the flag or the liberty bell
Wish a ford and a Chevy
Would still last ten years like
Johnny was a Chevy man
Man he loved his cars
You can't beat a Chevy, he'd say with pride
Ford's will two-bit you, they're a terrible ride
But my
boats 'n hoes
They hate us they anus, but that's how it goes
Beer is good I guess, Chevy trucks are best
But Ford sucks I confess
And country girls,
the old-school Chevys
Big homies in the glass house smash out
We sailin' down Bentral with our flags out
Blabbermouth niggas better keep the
Hood out they mouth
What's happening nigga
Hey, hey, hey, hey
[Chorus]
I got my 44's, and my dro
And my Chevy on 24's
And my hoe, now where I supposed ta go
I
Oh my Lord, you could drive a Ford
Or you could drive a Chevy
Or a Jimmy if you really like
A mountain of fun, the USA 1
A Motor City Steel
You
plucked
Scrap a wack Chevy I pull up in a Ford
Drinking Budweiser can’t be sippin on no coors
Her camo tank top has got me saying lord
Dropped a band
Was a hotrod drag with a slew of old iron
It happened late one Georgia night
We had a Chevy and a Caddie and a few Mopars
And a couple ratrods that
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