ChevyS10

Look at it fall down, look at it fly around
They so confused how
She so confused how everything turns into gold
She didn't ask for it, so why throw in the towel?
She watched the bands stack up, so no one can stop her now

'Cause rich girls don't know what they ask for
Don't know what they here for
Don't know what they judged for
Don't know why they hate her

But they the one with the halo low
Only call you when they feeling low
Only judging 'cause they kinda slow
Only hating 'cause you icy as snow

We know girls that'll do anything, anything
As long as it seems all around better than minimum wage, they just wanna get away
I hit him on speed dial
Told him I'm up right now (can you come swoop me?)

I hit the ceiling, I saw her
I hope he bring her ass over
Next time that he comes over
I hope he understands

I hit the ceiling when I saw her
I hope he bring her ass over
Next time that he comes over
I hope he understands it

Yes, I've had a night, boy, wanna make some noise
I don't wanna lie, loved you since '09
If I had a choice, give a voice to the homegirl
Keep shining 'cause your time is on the rise (I hope he understands)

Yes, I've had a night, boy, wanna make some noise
I don't wanna lie I've loved you since '09
If I had a choice, give a voice to the homegirl
Keep shining 'cause your time is on the rise (I hope he understands)

I was in the 'burbs
He was in the Bronx
Told him, "Pick me up" (yeah, next time that he comes over)
Tryna see what's up (I hope he understands it)

He said, "What's the word?" (I hit the ceiling, I saw her)
Almost hit a curb
When I sat up on it
When I sat up on it (I hope he understands it)

I hit the ceiling, I saw her
I hope he bring her ass over
Next time that he comes over
(I hope he understands)

Bag so much, he want the bag so much
I wanna rock out hard, he wearing daddy's diamonds
He never asked so much, he drove a stick, so what?
(I hit a, uh, I hit a–) my visions is lit, so what?

I want the bag so much, he want the bag so much
I wanna rock out hard, he wearing daddy's diamonds
We never asked for much, he dreamin' big, so what?
I drove a stick, I want the fit, I hit a lick, so what?

He driving fast as fuck, I was so scared I ducked
'Cause I'ma get what I want and we was just kids, so what?
Fast ass car, is it fast enough so we can fly away?
We gotta make a decision
We can leave tonight or we can die this way (I hope he understands)

And we cruising in his Chevy ass car (I hit the ceiling, I saw her)
And we cruising in his Chevy ass car (I hope he bring her ass over)
And we cruising in his Chevy S10 (Next time that he comes over)
And we cruising in his Chevy S10 (I hope he understands)

And we cruising in his Chevy S10
And we cruising in his Chevy S10
And we cruising in his Chevy S10
And we cruising in his Chevy S10

And we cruising in his Chevy S10 (oh-oh-oh-oh)
And we cruising in his Chevy S10
And we cruising in his Chevy S10
And we cruising in his Chevy S10 (yes)

Is it fast enough so we can fly away?
We gotta make a decision
We can leave tonight or we can die this way

'Cause we cruising in his Chevy ass car
And we cruising in his Chevy ass car
And we cruising in his Chevy S10
And we cruising in his Chevy S10

And we cruising in his Chevy S10
And we cruising in his Chevy S10
And we cruising in his Chevy S10
And we cruising in his Chevy S10

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah-eh-eh-eh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Rolling in his Chevy S10



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Dickey, Brittney Denise Parks, Andre Israel Elias
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