[Intro]

Uh, uh, chyeah

Boss Don shit, Domain Pain

Young Los on the beat

You know, it's a goonie stage in my career right now

I'm at the goonie stage

They tryna sabotage the boy

But I'ma work, let's go, chyeah

[Chorus]

We got the Chevy clean riding in the sky

All my niggas, we be hot, plus we riding 'til they die

Think you fucking with them boys, then you must be out your mind

Tryna get this money fast 'cause I'm running out of time

So fuck that waiting in line 'cause you need these shoes

Just loosen up your blouse so I can put you in the mood

He said he need a fix up, so I hit 'em with the tool

Before they pulled me over, so I had to keep my cool (Chyeah)

[Verse 1]

I don't care if you think you got it made

I'ma bust a nigga bubble if he think he got the wave

I'ma dust a nigga double (Double), finally I seen it through the smog

I be dipping through the fog, these bitches love my balls

Love to hear me say I love them, even though I don't

She said, "Baby, you my husband, why you wanna fuck my cousin?"

'Cause when I was locked up, she used to come through with the sour

Money and the power, powder

We push it in the pills form, one brick, two brick

Cop me a margherita for one fish, two fish

Two dicks, mami, she can suck 'em at the same time

Porno star, "Max, I like your foreign car"

I ain't even know I had that warrant, dog, 'til they read my fingerprints

At Harlem, you're in here now, it's slipping out your fingertips

Think of shit to do when you riding

When niggas get to squeezing, niggas gets to dying

We ridin' (Oww)

[Chorus]

We got the Chevy clean riding in the sky

All my niggas, we be hot, plus we riding 'til they die

Think you fucking with them boys, then you must be out your mind

Tryna get this money fast 'cause I'm running out of time

So fuck that waiting in line 'cause you need these shoes

Just loosen up your blouse so I can put you in the mood

He said he need a fix up, so I hit 'em with the tool

Before they pulled me over, so I had to keep my cool (Chyeah)

[Verse 2]

My niggas'll fuck you up (Fuck you up), wrap you in some garbage bags

Comin' up, I had the same swag my father had (Yeah)

We flying commercial, but the charge fast (Fast)

Fuck you talking to B? Let the revolver blast

Baby, let me part your ass, I ain't being rough

I'm just tryna get my business straight, I ain't being tough

I ain't tryna be your nigga bitch, give a nigga's wave that don't appreciate

Pawn you niggas jewels, cop appreciate

Yeah, I complete ya fate, send you niggas up

Elevation when I rise, elevators in the sky

I'ma leave you slumped around like Teddy Bear

You can never run Harlem, nigga, I am heavy here

Nigga, I am everywhere, every block, every hood (Every block)

And I keep the gun around, you can't even come around

You can't even run around (Nope), yeah, he be out of town

With them niggas that extort him, knew I should've forked him

[Chorus]

We got the Chevy clean riding in the sky

All my niggas, we be hot, plus we riding 'til they die

Think you fucking with them boys, then you must be out your mind

Tryna get this money fast 'cause I'm running out of time

So fuck that waiting in line 'cause you need these shoes

Just loosen up your blouse so I can put you in the mood

He said he need a fix up, so I hit 'em with the tool

Before they pulled me over, so I had to keep my cool