9 5 - Cruising Down Bristol (feat. Swisha Don)

Shorty what you really wanna do
I see you looking
Yea I'm tryna fuck with you
I like your hair and the booty you got too
You already know the way smile cute
I see you got some homegirls with you too
I swear they gone be loving the whole crew
Im sorta like a fine with this drip
And if they hating
I don't ever trip
All I worry about is stacking my chips
I taken L's but ain't take em like a bitch
Nigga real boss shit
If you hating you could get lost quick
Only hustlers in my clique
Can't be riding with no lames
If I have to I rock solo in my lane
Blunt puffing yea the whip probably stank
Music bumping but no one cares what ya thank
Yea straight headed to the bank
I be cruising down Bristol
This a pump not a pistol
Fuck around lose your soul
Things could get outta hand
Outta control
Living on the edge be so dangerous
Two shots to the brain with a SIG
Five percent on that window tint
Riding low
Riding heavy in the Chevy
Bel Air with the candy paint
Two bitches wanna come and play
And they want to stay
Here with la Banda la Raza
I don't fuck with snakes or the ratas
Gunning for the hundreds the ferria
Tryna stack the money la ferria
Im here with the Banda
I'm here with la Banda la Raza
I don't fuck with snakes or the ratas

Written by:
Jorge Rodriguez

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