Cruzin... - Curren$y

Cruzin down the street, real slow

Rolex hanging out the win-dow

Boys smell like hella weed, shiit

Try telling me something that I don’t know

Front of my crib looking like a car show

Back of the crib, we building a grotto

Yo brother got a gun on him, yeah i know

He just watching out for assholes

Sucka niggas never get past go

They don’t deserve tomorrow

They running on time that’s borrowed

Might get run over at the crossroads

Smoking on gas in a hard top

Six-trey in the mothafucking parking lot

Parked outside the strip spot

Bout to see this bad bitch my girl bringing out, for me

Chevrolet’s rolling like dice

Dayton spokes shining like ice

Never seen game in your life

Recognize when it’s in your eyes

Chevrolet’s rolling like dice

Dayton spokes shinin like, yeah…