This is a song about "Chevy impala"

Watch ya hide inside your chevy truck cruiser/

This ill right here, i represent the future

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

I can only imagine, uncle bob

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I used to ditch school when the homie had the chevy

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

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

This is to my unborn child

Chevy surf the sreet steady grind

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Coming up in the impala.

Got a killer flow from the llama