This is a song about "Chevy camaro ss"

Fucking with a motherfucking mind

Chevy surf the sreet steady grind

Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Fucking with ricky got me working relentless in sessions

I bed-rock bitches ironic like camaro 87 engines

I roll up to a party in a camaro there was drugs i wasn't gonna do them until they

Ran through an alleystill lookin' for my getawaycoppers said freeze, or you'll be dead today

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I used to ditch school when the homie had the chevy

Watch ya hide inside your chevy truck cruiser/

The ice ain't really nothing to her