[Verse 1]

Yelawolf and I feel like a king in my (box chevy)

Tell them other wack motherfuckers to get the (pine box ready)

Catfish billy is (deadly)

Don't get slapped with the (medley)

Still sipping on jack d to my neck and my head start feeling (heavy)

Doing 125 down i-29 really think I need to start slowing down

But I can't cause I gotta pretty blonde thing sitting to my right that's blowing me now

Oh yea she (heading me) I think her name might be (becky)

I was bout to drop her off but I had to switch lanes to get the brain she (necked me)

Awww naw do you come in two's please choose a couple of friends that could hoppy in the coupe

Now we going (steady) but I'm not looking for (longevity)

Pipes in the back, the lights of the night reflect sights trough the dash I'm nice to ride past.

[Chorus]

My rims are super clean, paint job that glitters and gleams,

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (my box chevy)

This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen with the king,

Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in seats (my box chevy)

Tilted off jim bean, sitting off to the side I lean,

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (my box chevy)

This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen with the king,

Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in seats (my box chevy)

[Verse 2 - rittz]

Fuck a limousine I'd rather ride caprices

My speakers vibrate the concrete beneath us

Riding 85 northbound shaking doors down

So I turn the speakers louder pissing off polices

Fuck 5-star chick, got a porn-star bitch riding shotgun with me getting so wet

Now she going down on me giving road head busting on her forehead,

Then I take her back to the homestead peace

Back in the caprice took a sack of weed and crumpled it inside a cognac blunt wrap

Then its time to jump back on the highway 85 slumping in the seat like I'm hunchback and

My chevy look so dope oldskool vo's on it got it floating like a row boat,

Gold flakes in the paint dripping on the road, driving slow like a show boat hoe

Don't act like you don't hear me coming I got the willie sherman and its coming out the clarions

12's in the trunk, flatscreen tvs in the headrest with "something about mary" on carry on

I be turning heads every time when you see in the chevy man she car struck

And I'm far from hauled up so quit tripping like a bitch

Get in the car slut you know you wanna ride.

[Chorus]

My rims are super clean, paint job that glitters and gleams,

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (my box chevy)

This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen with the king,

Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in seats (my box chevy)

Tilted off jim beam, sitting off to the side I lean,

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (my box chevy)

This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen with the king,

Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in seats (my box chevy)

[Verse 3]

In the the background with the six-pack and riding looking for the (ladies)

Peanut butter seats have seat girl my peanut butter needs (jelly) I'll chase you like (jelly)

If you ain't afraid to get (messy)

If you know the game then I'll let you call the shots like a referee

Now I'm drinking deuce deuce sweet and slow

Feeling like I'm deuce deuce bigalow

Played the the bitch like piccolo

Go anywhere you wanna go pick a road

Interstate 59 20 75 285 85 southbound

Twins pipes like pow pow, 100 spokes on the vo's like wow..wow...wow.

[Chorus]

My rims are super clean, paint job that glitters and gleams,

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (my box chevy)

This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen with the king,

Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in seats (my box chevy)

Tilted off jim beam, sitting off to the side I lean,

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (my box chevy)

This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen with the king,

Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in seats (my box chevy)