NBA YoungBoy, Vette Motors: inside the meaning of the lyrics

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Vette Motors is the new song dropped by the rapper NBA YoungBoy, and as usual, it set the world on fire: all his fans are enthusiastic about all the latest songs he released, as punctual confirmation of his talent, and every song becomes actually a great success, staying on Youtube music trends for weeks. Even in this case, the lyrics are abundant and full of symbols, so it’s natural to look for their meaning. In this article we will aim to provide some explanation.

Below you can find the official video of the song.

NBA YoungBoy - Vette Motors

Vette Motors: the meaning of the lyrics

‘Vette is the nickname used for Corvette, the famous luxury car manifacturer. So the line in the chorus, “vette motors inside my hood”, refers to the presence of expensive cars in the rapper’s neighbourhood. Apparently, that has to do with criminality: the chorus refers to murder, and 187, which is a slang for murder too. On this point of view, the meaning of Vette Motors lyrics apparently refers to the powerful position of the rapper in the neighbourhood. Which means a lot of money, but also the possibility to decide the destiny of who live there and doesn’t behave.

Cutlass, ‘Vette motors inside my hood, yeah
Prince inside my hood, yеah, “Let’s get this understood,” I said (I said)
I bе with the masked men and they all unheard of (Unheard of)
One eighty-seven, just spent me a seven
Need Christian V steppin’, they know it’s a murder, this fit unheard of

Tough lifestly is often the topic of many modern rappers. In NBA YoungBoy case, his need is to confirm, to himself and the others, that he’s now rich and wealthy, he spends money in all the ways he likes, and he’s in power. The chorus introduces the figure of Christian V, king of Denmark, and he mentions a Prince, that could be him, ready to take the place of the dying king.

In the rest of the lyrics, YoungBoy confirms that he’s able to use his money to adjust his family’s life and to scare his enemies when needed. He mentions many symbols of wealth, like “the Rolls” (Royce cars), Patek (the prestigious luxury watch brand) and Maybach (another luxury car manifacturer).

B***, I’m toxic, kickin’ your s**t, you better watch it

I’m takin’ the problems away from my mama
I turned up my sister, show love to my brother
I be liking all my stylists
Hold on, haircut fresh by stylist

Vette Motors confirms then the success of NBA YoungBoy as one of the most followed rappers of the moment. Money keeps flowing, he keeps spending it, cash in cash out. And through his music, he wants everybody to know it.

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The complete lyrics

Hit that light for me, let me roll this leaf
(Beezo need cash only, ya dig?)
(OG Parker)
(Oh Lord, jetson made another one)
Uh, hmm, let’s do it, huh

B***, I’m toxic, kickin’ your s**t, you better watch it, woah, woah
Just unzipped my pants, cash stuffed down all in my pockets (Pockets)
Put her in Hermès, now I got all these n***as jockin’
My weight up and now I got the power
Tell ’em, lil’ slime, “Gon’ spray on cowards”
Your ho in this b***, it’s a money shower
Starin’ too hard, won’t be my main
Drippin’ sauce, wan’ give me brain
Paint that Maybach, pure cocaine
F**k goin’ on? They wan’ do somethin’, hold on, grr, grr

Cutlass, ‘Vette motors inside my hood, yeah
Prince inside my hood, yеah, “Let’s get this understood,” I said (I said)
I bе with the masked men and they all unheard of (Unheard of)
One eighty-seven, just spent me a seven
Need Christian V steppin’, they know it’s a murder, this fit unheard of

Bad like her friend, huh, I see why that’s her twin (Her twin)
Four hoes at the Drury Inn, I got ’em in rotation (Got ’em)
Once they leave, look like they soul taken
I got ’em, like, “Oh, baby” (Oh, baby)
Chopper for chopper go dollar for dollar
I’m takin’ the problems away from my mama
I turned up my sister, show love to my brother
I be liking all my stylists
Hold on, haircut fresh by stylist
Hold on, new coupe, ain’t no mileage (Huh?)
B***, I’m toxic, kickin’ your s**t, you better watch it
Crash out, turn up, bought that b*** that rock and told her, “It better not get shown once, ho” (Better not)

Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
Cross his chest, I spray that Drac’
Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on somethin’ with diamond chains

New machine (Skrrt), count it up, n***a, yeah
F**kin’ with mathematics
Twenty million on thirty, not far from Cali’
Put her in Prada, I’m up in Valley
Let’s do it, tote gun smoke, blow static, uh (Brrt)
F**k up the mattress, then fill up another one
F**k on her, that Patek, I bought her another one
Kick my s**t, I’m in this b***, we’re lit by three hoes (Lit by, lit by)
Whip that Maybach in the street, cash out on three, let’s go
Hypnotizin’ yo’ ho, we be turnin’ her out
Do that dude sh—? I ain’t runnin’ my mouth
Which one you workin’? I’m clockin’ it out
Startin’ the Rolls from inside of the house

Cutlass, ‘Vette motors inside my hood, yeah
Prince inside my hood, yeah, “Let’s get this understood,” I said (I said)
I be with the masked men and they all unheard of (Unheard of)
One eighty-seven, just spent me a seven
Need Christian V steppin’, they know it’s a murder, this fit unheard of

She in with shottas, we pourin’ up lines from out of the bottle (From out of the bottle)
My beanie Amiri, Giuseppe, I’m steppin’, I locked in my stylist, I pay it (I pay it)
Treat my b*** like all new whips, that’s upgrade models (Upgrade models)
My b*** walk ’round with one milli’, I say, “Yeah, yeah” (B***, yeah)

Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (Fill up, buh, buh, buh)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (Brr, bop, bop, buh)
Cross his chest, I spray that Drac’
Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on somethin’ with diamond chains

My weight up and now I got the power
Tell ’em, lil’ slime, “Gon’ spray on cowards”
Your ho in this b***, it’s a money shower
Starin’ too hard, won’t be my main
Drippin’ sauce, wan’ give me brain
Paint that Maybach, pure cocaine
F**k goin’ on? They wan’ do somethin’, hold on, grr, grr, grr