[ Featuring William Deray Thompson-Decoligny ]
""I am riding high
In my 94 Chevy
Ain't going to fast cause the ride too heavy
Don't hold me up
I've got somewhere to be
Don't slow me down
Cause you don't want to see
How it's going to be if you cross me
You've got a bad thing coming
I'm getting high
In my 94 Chevy
Posted up
Got the whole band with me
Knock on the glass
Poke my head out to see
The boys in blue
Tryna take away from me
I flick my butt
Roll my window back up
They never saw it coming
On the run
In my 94 Chevy
New paint job
So the cops can't get me
Headed way down south
Where I can be free
Look out the back
Flashing lights behind me
They're close on our tail
I feel close to that jail
We got a bad thing coming
Why'd you run
I know it wasn't wise but you see you'd be surprised I got some dirt up in my past
Knew they would never let me by no that's wrong I had no choice just hit the gas I
Had to fly bent over the hood of my 94 Chevy cuffs in hand they about to arrest
Me then suddenly some shit you wouldn't believe cop starts to choke I think he
Can't breathe fate was on our side we got away this time we never saw it coming""
