[Intro: Cymple Man]
What you lookin' at, girl? Ayy

[Verse 1: Cymple Man]
I can tell you want some company, come with me
I know a back way out right through them trees
We can C-R-double-E-P
Everybody too drunk to even notice, won't see us leave
Climb up in this thing, ride off for a minute
Cut them seat warmers on, defrost for a minute
Play the "Slow Ride" song, shake the dash and the mirrors
Watch the bassline run deer off when they hear it
We ain't gotta be nowhere fast
Take my foot off of the pedal while we blow that gas
Or we could throw it in park right fast
And you could climb over herе and make sure you bring all that ass
I'm just sayin', this party kind of fizzling out
And peoplе choosin' up, let's figure it out
The fire low and it's simmering out
I see you shivering now
But we can get that Chevy sizzling now, baby

[Verse 2: Brian]
Got a bottle of the boots off in the back bed
By the creek bank, 'bout to jump in
Still got a little red two-piece stuck all in my head
You can tell that she's cornbread-fed, know what I'm talking about?
I just want a piece of the cake by the ocean
Three-wheel motion, bust it wide open
Bring it back to me, then stop (Yeah)
Now wiggle it back in until your body start roasting
Down South coasting
Play a little sad song, but it ain't long 'til I got to put the mack on
Push up on your backbone 'til it go pop
You too, but the party don't stop, naw, naw, naw
Wild out like you finna quarantine
Little outta state girl, she a Georgia-phine
I can't afford supreme, but I filled my tank
Said, "Baby girl, what you think?" She said
[Chorus: Brian & Cymple Man]
She said, boy
Why don't you come take me on a slow ride?
We can lay the seat back in the bowtie
You been starin' awful hard, I think I know why (Just take me on a slow ride)
Slow ride (Slow ride)
We show mine (Slow ride)
You my type (Slow ride)
Let's go ride (On a slow ride)
Slow ride (Slow ride)
We show mine (Slow ride)
You my type (Slow ride)
Let's go ride (On a slow ride)

[Verse 3: Hard Target]
Ayy, lean back, move slow when I ride
In a old-school Chevy with the bow on the side
I ain't lookin' for a problem, but I'm holding the fire
So much smoke in the ride, you can't open your eyes, yeah
Fifteens kicking like Cobra Kai
I fell in love with the ride, so I hold her tight
So I roll like a ghost, I'm a poltergeist
I be goin' off road like a motorbike
Lord knows I'ma have to show you right
I got a thick country girl with a big ol' ass
And she talk funny 'cause she got an overbite
I'm rollin' slow tonight, cold as ice
Fuck Uber, this ride's overpriced
But she say she wanna ride, so it's on tonight
So I take her on a slow ride
[Verse 4: Clay Sharpe]
You lookin' fine as hell when we roll up
Jump in, let's roll, what the hold up?
Don't act like you don't really know us
Peel out in the yard, doin' donuts
I'll be damned if I don't know a guy
And I know he's fly, he been known to ride
So just slide right here in the passenger side
And we won't be the same after tonight
Just relax and ignore the time
Seat laid back in them Georgia pines
Hit a little bit of smoke before the wine
I want you to know I adore the time
Put your feet on the dash when you ready to go
Stab the gas, I'll keep it steady and slow
Liquor in the cup, man, you already know
Turn the music up and let the Chevy roll

[Chorus: Brian & Cymple Man]
She said, boy
Why don't you come take me on a slow ride?
We can lay the seat back in the bowtie
You been starin' awful hard, I think I know why (Just take me on a slow ride)
Slow ride (Slow ride)
We show mine (Slow ride)
You my type (Slow ride)
Let's go ride (On a slow ride)
Slow ride (Slow ride)
We show mine (Slow ride)
You my type (Slow ride)
Let's go ride (On a slow ride)