Jackin' Chevys - Stalley

We jackin' Chevys

Chevy jackin', Chevy jackin', we jakin' Chevys

We jackin' Chevys

Jack, jackin' Chevys

Parking lot, full of cars

It was yours, now its ours

We jackin' Chevys

Cruising down the street in your 64

Banging your beats, shining your gold

Went to the store for gas and brews

Then pulled up to the park where they shooting some hoops

A car pulls up, who could it be

My nigga KP in the 20 AZ

Rolled down the window, where’d you get that from

Code snatch him out his ride with this new hand gun

I swear them boys in my hood are always hard

Come flossing around, they’ll take your car

See around these parts, Chevy jacking is law

And what’s mine is mine and what’s yours is ours

While you was up at Foxborough thinking about girls

I was round the way on Lincoln way on boulevard swirls

Traveling out to Canton with the beats in the trunk

With six switches in the floor to make that ass jump

To make that ass jump, 6 switches in the floor to make that ass jump

We make that ass jump, with 6 switches in the floor to make that ass jump

This for the Chevy rollers who love them heavy motors

Cranking steering wheel columns on Monte Carlos and Novas

Taking 12 on a chase, they never gon pull us over

The streets have been taking over, we ride till we burn the motors

Cutting corners with my guys

Five rides, five bowties

Crash those, take more rides

From big trucks, to the low rides