In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
(David Banner!)
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get-get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit)
I got a chip in my engine, twenty-six inch rims
I got fadeaway money, bitch, I'm ballin' out the gym
Got my old school pumpin', hip wheel on recline
If you think a nigga broke you out'cha monkey-ass mind (yeah)
Diamonds on my pinky (yeah), hand on the pine
Bitch touch and now your mama do the second line
Screens fallin' from the sky, syrup fallin' in my cup
Old school Chevy thang, comin down, nigga, what?
Got diamonds in my mouth, got some Gucci on my seat
Got G's on my ass, bitch, it's cold when I speak
Got a freak on my arm, got a charm around my neck
You can gon' pass the mic, watch I'm 'bout to catch wreck
Still screamin' out mayne, pistol in my hand
Southside so throwed (throwed in the game)
Big face on my chain, "84's on the frame
Big bodies comin' down, hoggin' up both lanes
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get-get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit)
The name you know of
A little bit of change, now your boy done blown up
And I'm throwin' thangs with the guts exposed
Stuntin' ain't a thing to me
And it's obvious, it's plain to see
That you gon' make us both
Get into some thangs that is for grown folks
And they might even say you should leave me alone
But don't be scared, you need to get like me
Stuntin' is a habit, just gotta have it
Shorty can throw anythang at me I'm gonna bag it
Know she see the karats, a real Jessica Rabbit
Can't another boy do the things you like
He ain't your type to change your life
But if you did your homework, girl
I'm pretty sure you know what I got
Drop top, and you know Jones and Banner gonna roll
Let me stop
(Stuntin' is a habit), get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get-get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors? (Yeah)
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit)
Let them bougie boys ride Maybach
I'm in the candy laid back like I slang crack
My money stack to the ceilin'
Gettin in my Chevy's like climbin' up a buildin', them "28's on deck
Thirty-seven on my wrist, a hundred five on my neck
This rap money's okay but you should see these movie checks
And this cartoon cash, the SS so sweet
My Bentley's hatin' on that ass, my old school's gettin' pissed
She opened up her arm but then she slit both wrists
There go the suicide doors (doors), wood on the dash
Ferris wheels on the toes, it got duals on the ass
And some chrome on the nose, the white boys go, "Sweet!"
But black folks go, "Ohh" I got a 'Llac full of ammo
I'm brick with the nine, throwin' bombs out the Lambo'
The butterflies goin' up
I got Chad in my heart and DJ Screw in my cup
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get-get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit)
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get-get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit)
I got a chip in my engine, twenty-six inch rims
I got fadeaway money, bitch, I'm ballin' out the gym
Got my old school pumpin', hip wheel on recline
If you think a nigga broke you out'cha monkey-ass mind (yeah)
Diamonds on my pinky (yeah), hand on the pine
Bitch touch and now your mama do the second line
Screens fallin' from the sky, syrup fallin' in my cup
Old school Chevy thang, comin down, nigga, what?
Got diamonds in my mouth, got some Gucci on my seat
Got G's on my ass, bitch, it's cold when I speak
Got a freak on my arm, got a charm around my neck
You can gon' pass the mic, watch I'm 'bout to catch wreck
Still screamin' out mayne, pistol in my hand
Southside so throwed (throwed in the game)
Big face on my chain, "84's on the frame
Big bodies comin' down, hoggin' up both lanes
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get-get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit)
The name you know of
A little bit of change, now your boy done blown up
And I'm throwin' thangs with the guts exposed
Stuntin' ain't a thing to me
And it's obvious, it's plain to see
That you gon' make us both
Get into some thangs that is for grown folks
And they might even say you should leave me alone
But don't be scared, you need to get like me
Stuntin' is a habit, just gotta have it
Shorty can throw anythang at me I'm gonna bag it
Know she see the karats, a real Jessica Rabbit
Can't another boy do the things you like
He ain't your type to change your life
But if you did your homework, girl
I'm pretty sure you know what I got
Drop top, and you know Jones and Banner gonna roll
Let me stop
(Stuntin' is a habit), get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get-get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors? (Yeah)
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit)
Let them bougie boys ride Maybach
I'm in the candy laid back like I slang crack
My money stack to the ceilin'
Gettin in my Chevy's like climbin' up a buildin', them "28's on deck
Thirty-seven on my wrist, a hundred five on my neck
This rap money's okay but you should see these movie checks
And this cartoon cash, the SS so sweet
My Bentley's hatin' on that ass, my old school's gettin' pissed
She opened up her arm but then she slit both wrists
There go the suicide doors (doors), wood on the dash
Ferris wheels on the toes, it got duals on the ass
And some chrome on the nose, the white boys go, "Sweet!"
But black folks go, "Ohh" I got a 'Llac full of ammo
I'm brick with the nine, throwin' bombs out the Lambo'
The butterflies goin' up
I got Chad in my heart and DJ Screw in my cup
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get-get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit), put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit)
Lyrics submitted by goldtalon44
Get Like Me Lyrics as written by Lavell W. Crump Christopher Maurice Brown
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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