[Chorus]
Cruisin’ in that old school Impala (yeah)
Candy paint drip, sippin’ on the violet water (sip, sip)
Shorty in the back, bare skin like summer (woah)
Every seat filled, they all want the boy, no drama
Cruisin’ in that old school Impala (skrrt)
Chrome so clean see the past in the bumper
Shades low, lean slow through the corner
Every eye locked, they all want the boy, that’s hunger
[Verse 1]
Seat laid back, city crawl, no hurry
Cup too cloudy, mind slow, still sturdy
Gold on the neck, teeth flash when I smirk
Tat on her thigh, say she love how I work
Legs on the dash, long tan, no cover
Laugh in my ear, say she never had another
Palm on my lap, other hand on the wheel
Left hand drive, right hand on how she feel
[Chorus]
Cruisin’ in that old school Impala (yeah)
Candy paint drip, sippin’ on the violet water (sip, sip)
Shorty in the back, bare skin like summer (oh)
Every seat filled, they all want the boy, no drama
Cruisin’ in that old school Impala (ride)
Chrome so clean see the past in the bumper
Shades low, lean slow through the corner
Every eye locked, they all want the boy, that’s hunger
[Verse 2]
Backseat talk, she a scandal in stilettos
Hand on the glass drawin’ hearts through the echo
Two more in the cut, same aim, same plan
Whisper in my ear, say they love a made man
Ash hit the wind, purple stain on my tongue
Money on my mind but the night feel young
Block slow spin, whole crowd take a picture
I don’t say a word, let the view paint the scripture
[Chorus]
Cruisin’ in that old school Impala
Candy paint drip, sippin’ on the violet water
Shorty in the back, bare skin like summer
Every seat filled, they all want the boy, no drama
Cruisin’ in that old school Impala
Chrome so clean see the past in the bumper
Shades low, lean slow through the corner
Every eye locked, they all want the boy, that’s hunger