Hook:

Cool whip, candy ride, 328i

Peanut butter insides, 328i

Woodgrain, flashing highs, 328i

Wear the tread out on them tires, 328i

Verse 1:

Pulled in at 3:30 in a 328

Chrome rims from the future, so I'm early, never late

Going in, won't stop like I just severed the brakes

Don't spin out, God might just meet yo ass at heaven's gates

Pulled up at 6:30, rolling up inside that, you know

Bitch I'm allergic to broke, blow my nose inside a blue note

What I ride up in is cool, what you ride up in is culo

All black 4 door, same color, Justin Trudeau

I'm just an older soul but sticking to a newer script

So southern feeling, PS2s up in the whip, it's Ludacris

The mood was lit, Xzibit would swoon, bitch

I push a fixer-upper, I don't even need the newest shit

I'm true to this, fuck anybody who had a doubt

Moving through the shit, I know you're taking the path around, now

Who's that creeping with the windows matted out

I'm 'bout to strike, bowl 'em over, ironed up, I'll flat 'em out, in a

Chorus:

Cool whip, candy ride, 328i

Peanut butter insides, 328i

Woodgrain, flashing highs, 328i

Wear the tread out on them tires, 328i

328i, 328i, 328i, 328i

Ride it 'til the wheels fall or ride it 'til engine fried, 328i, 328i

Verse 2:

Tell you that same shit I told him

They ain't seeing me, I'm riding on 5 spoke rims

Steering wheel dragging how my pole bent

Way I've been stacking this cheese, and upping degrees, Ima need nacho chips

Spend it on me, baby not your rent

From the top rope, on Macho shit

Yeah, I ain't a payday, I only get stained when mopping up my oil drip

Might move to a coupe, downsize my troupe

Fuck a ride with a roof, I'm outside that's the truth

Take the guys from a booth to a stage to place where they sign for the loot

My guys love me, I admire them too

Try to put wings on, how a wyvern do it

Can't stop til the cash all match in hue

All blue like windshield wiper fluid

Ride real low, but feel tall when I ride

Hanging from the rear view, all black snake eyes

What I steer real different, wouldn't match they vibe

Fee to be around me, m ¹ 11y tax rate high

Yeah I still shop at the mall, we slide

Pack it up, and we all get inside

We ain't on, but the engine on fire

I'm praying the 'mission don't stall when I drive

Chorus:

Cool whip, candy ride, 328i

Peanut butter insides, 328i

Woodgrain, flashing highs, 328i

Wear the tread out on them tires, 328i

328i, 328i, 328i, 328i

Ride it 'til the wheels fall or ride it 'til engine fried, 328i, 328i