
jaywiz (atl) - box chevy lyrics
[intro]
([?])
[chorus]
just another day in that box chevy
with the mac+11, bumpin’ macaveli
they went to my team, maybe hold me, baby
racks in my jeans, boy, this sh+t gettin’ heavy
[verse]
i just want a chevy, i just want a chevy
big block in it, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no ‘vette
h+ll nah, who he textin’? drag race, i like racin’
skrrt off on these hoes and i drive them crazy
said she in the pound dancin’, i’m like, “ho, where your manners?”
tik+tok, 24s on the b+tch
i done come through swervin’, swervin’ in that cutlass, what you thinkin’?
and that double cup, it come from houston
i don’t like these hoes, they think i’m stupid
i don’t like these hoes, they think i’m stupid
send a f+ck+n+gga ass to juvy
i got a stick right beside me, with my brother, this not slimey
i type that rap and i drop in
oh, that a brand+new opp and i’m slidin’
and she wanna suck my dingaling
’cause the cash and the f+ckin’ bling
i’m fired up like the stick team, i’m in l.a. like the stick team
r.i.p. draco, keep that big beam
big [?] come from [?]
went to shanghai, came from beijing
i don’t know what you sayin’ now, i be flyin’
like a kite, yeah, huh, i do that cutting
in that porsche, porsche, i f+ck hoes like ochi’, ochi’
in that bag of course, white girl tote a bag, of course
took her to my show, l.a. to new york
red seats in the jag’, that’s ridiculous
i just popped a tag on some foreign sh+t
she sucked me super fast and i’m like, “oh, sh+t”
and that p+ssy, p+ssy feel like ocean
fell in love with the p+ssy, oh, yes
p+ssy so good, i’m like, “oh, yes”
nice, ho f+ck real nice
ignore this, i already did all that sh+t
[interlude]
ah, haha
yeah, young n+ggas takin’ over, man, you know what i mean?
i ain’t even gon’ cut this out, man, like—this the real me
bruh, like—i’m goin’ crazy on these beats off the top of my head
bruh, i ain’t even—and then n+ggas don’t even—
n+ggas be talkin’ ’bout, “oh, he don’t be talkin’ ’bout nothin'”
look, bruh, you gotta—you gotta really look at my flows and like—
the way i articulate the words and—and just like—the godd+mn
what’s them sh+ts called? the, um, tch, nouns and sh+t
what’s that sh+t called? anonyms
what’s that—ah, hold on, hold on—ah
[chorus]
just another day in that box chevy
with the mac+11, bumpin’ macaveli
they went to my team, maybe hold me, baby
racks in my jeans, boy, this sh+t gettin’ heavy
just another day, just another day, just another day
in that box chevy, bumpin’ macaveli
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