This is a song about "Chevy malibu"

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

I used to ditch school when the homie had the chevy

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

Eatin' crab out in malibu with no boo

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

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

Chevy surf the sreet steady grind

I got a lot on my mind

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

She can only take so much more than her heart got

I am hip-hop. past, present and future

Watch ya hide inside your chevy truck cruiser/