Box Chevy 7 Yelawolf

[Intro]
Oh (Oh), giddy up, giddy up (Giddy up, Giddy up)
Oh (Oh), giddy up, giddy up (Giddy up, Giddy up)
Oh (Oh), giddy up, giddy up (Giddy up, Giddy up)
Yeah, oh (Oh)

[Verse 1]
If I see two Maybachs, I'ma park it in the middle
Throw my keys at the park attendant, "Get 'em"
No ID, I'ma walk up through the middle
Candy-coated whip like a pocket full of Skittles
Money in my pocket but I don't know how to act right
Glock in the glove box like a flashlight
Cub in the mop-top in the back like
'Zilla gorilla, he's a killer, that's night-night
Legends in the fall
Got me a Chevy, baby, and I'ma let it crawl
Got me a pack ready, and I'ma make a call
Given your racks ready and maybe we can talk, y'all
Know we get down
Motherfuckers in East Nashville done got beat up, yeah
Talkin' shit on the woozy, got cracked
Left him on his back, left his fucking feet up, we just

[Pre-Chorus]
Bad motherfuckers
Bad motherfuckers, yeah
Some bad motherfuckers better listen to the song
Tryna be good but they wanna do me wrong
So give me that Loc in the tone
Ghetto cowboy stay ready, all night long let 'em mop