The Drive Chevy Woods (Ft. Mac Miller)

[Intro: Chevy Woods]
She say (What?), she don't need a nigga for nothin'
'Cause she got it, she got it
I ain't playin', girl, I ain't stuntin' (No)
I'm the pilot (Yeah), fly
Yeah, uh (Oh)

[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
Miss Individual, say you got it goin' on
'Cause you got it all your own
And you livin' all alone in your home
By yourself, no kids
Tinted out car, own bills, own rims
Yeah, so you don't owe them haters nothin'
Late-night weekends, you be heavy puffin'
So you never let 'em hit you with the whoopty-woo
Flippin' through the channels, stoppin' at Scooby-Doo
Gimme a chance, girl; you know that I could Taylor you (Uh)
I mean San Fran, burn her weed, doobie, ooh (Haha)
We get it on like a muhfucker (Uh-huh)
Land O'Lakes, you know I had that straight butter

[Chorus: Chevy Woods, Mac Miller & Both]
Miss Individual, you got it on your own (Hey, hey)
You don't need them haters for nothin' (Yeah, nothin')
Tell 'em goodbye (Bye), tell 'em goodbye (Bye)
'Cause we in this action movie, we stuntin' (Yeah)
Pelican, fly (Yeah; hey, baby, let me say somethin' to you too)
Pelican, fly (You know, haha), pelican, fly, ah