“Box Chevy Remix” // 501Bryze (left), Yung Joc (right)

“Box Chevy Remix” is a promotional street single by American rapper (from central Arkansas), 501Bryze‘s album, The Bridge – Part 1. ^{^{^{^[1]}}} ^{^{^{^[2]}}} ^{^{^{^[3]}}}

It features Yung Joc.

The Official Music Video premiered Thursday, October 23rd 2025 ^{^[1]}, via 501Bryze’s official YouTube channel.^{^[3]}

The track produced by: Hitz Major.^{^[4]}

The song written by: 501Bryze, & Yung Joc.^{^[4]}

Song: #BoxChevy #BoxChevyRemix

Artist: #501Bryze #YungJoc

Album: #TheBridge #Part1

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“Box Chevy Remix” Lyrics ^{^[4]}
Song by 501Bryze:

Intro
(Hitz major)
501
C’mon man
Yuh, Yuh
(Two doors on it, yeah
Four low on it, yeah
Hit the gas
Roll the dope
Blow smoke on it)

Chorus: 501Bryze
Square body chevy, these are 33’s
Six inch lift with the console seat
Big mud tires, need my ball joints greased
I’m feelin’ every bump, every stump in the street (street)
You can hear me comin’ down the block before I turn
Too d*** high, catchin’ flight from all the birds (Birds)
If I break down, I’ll fix it, I ain’t worried
Country boy state of mind
Boy my ride so dirty
Boy my ride so dirty

Verse: 501BRYZE
Backwoods, gas good, head blown (Head blown)
Chiefer reefer git it cheaper by the bowl (by the bowl)
Blowin’ smoke rollin’ down the window
Rain, sleet, or snow ain’t no road I can’t go
B****, I been ridin’ for a minute
Sonic Cup Sippin’
Pistol in the truck boy don’t let me catch you slippin’
Hair finger trigger (trigger) slidin’ boy I slither
Like a snake in the creek, I be hidin’ ’til I get ya
I ain’t got no co-pilot ’cause I know how to fly it
Whip sittin’ back like I caught a flat tire
Boy I been wildin’ I can’t even hide it
My square boX chevy was my favorite I can’t deny it

Chorus: 501Bryze
Square body chevy, these are 33’s
Six-inch lift with the console seat
Big mud tires, need my ball joints greased
I’m feelin’ every bump, every stump in the street (Street)
You can hear me comin’ down the block before I turn (turn)
Too damn high, catchin’ flight from all the birds (Birds)
If I break down, I’ll fix it, I ain’t worried
Country boy state of mind
Boy my ride so dirty
Boy my ride so dirty

Verse: Yung Joc
I’m on ‘nem 40 ridin’ forgi’s
Ya chick all in my story
I go dumb Rick and Morty
B****, I Ball rather horse
Where they stayin, roll me up
Where they drinkin’, hold me up
Say your friends comin’ too
Tell that skank, hurry up
Ever since I can remember
N**** I done ran s***
Hit her with that bomb d***
Yeah – that I ran s***
Hit her in my old school
Driveway of the mansion
(What car)
Said and want a bigger BAD to fit her a** in
I like big chicks
With the hips on ’em
Like ls swap, put some drip on her
Like a pro charge, when I drift on her
Really want smoke, I put some slicks on her

Chorus: 501Bryze
Square boX chevy, these are 33’s
Six inch lift with the console seat
Big mud tires, need my ball joints greased
I’m feelin’ every bump, every stump in the street (Street)
You can hear me comin’ down the block before I turn (Turn)
Too d*** high, catchin’ flight from all the birds (birds)
If I break down, I’ll fix it, I ain’t worried
Country boy state of mind
Boy my ride so dirty
Boy my ride so dirty

(Two doors on it, yeah
Four low on it, yeah
Hit the gas
Roll the dope
Blow smoke on it)

(Two doors on it, yeah
Four low on it, yeah
Hit the gas
Roll the dope
Blow smoke on it)