Chevrolet (Pimpalicious Candy Cane Mane '74 REMIX)

The B, the, the U, the D, I'm ridin', shinin' clean

It's the pimp in me, ain't slept a whole week

Wake up, pop a B, lil' Chevy thang, $lick the OG

Hit the seven with my brotha, no chance of seein' Heaven

Surrounded by these weapons, you can get hit in a second

Uzi creepin' out the cut, I know you didn't expect it

I'm raisin' up them motherfuckin' threes before I step in, bitch

Bitch, I'm just Chamberlain swangin', I'm stainin' blankets

Stay in this lane, gonna stop at the bank, quit complainin'

Blamin' me for all the stains, the game's gainin'

Young Mutt, what the fuss all about? Yung Mutt, what the fuck?

Your slut talk about Yung Mutt in the cut with the blunt fulla loud

Always duckin' the crowd

Fuck boy got a mouth, keep  on runnin' around

I'm blowin' the dope

When I'm in public, they duck and they bounce

I'ma cut up his mouth

I stay in the gray clouds, fog on the lake

How I move at this pace, now I am what remains

Just some muscles and veins, couple bones held in place

But still I am the plague that's hiding underground