Crusin’ Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]Ayy, you know I had to hop
on this bitch for the once in a while.
L .S. shit, huh.
Cruisin' down
Madison with my .45
Fenton slide on this till I'm
[E]finna get in her thigh[Am]s
I'm a car ride around the
corner all night waitin' outside
If [E]you [Am]ain't tryna fuck,
don't even waste my time
If you tryna set [E]me [Am]up , her
and that nigga gon' die
But fuck it, I ain't trippin'
Cause I'm ready for a bang out
An[E]d I [Am]brought a
[E]Magum so I can [Am]fuck her brains out
Her, she got a man, don't give a fuck,
ain't tryna settle down
If she gon' let me crack the name,
finna turn her down
But first thing first,
I'm tryna see how she work her mouth
Can she be doin' all that talkin'?
I ain't tryna hear a sound
Yeah, I'm disrespect[E]ful,
[Am]I go crazy, I get [E]teased
Bitch, she say a man a [Am]gangster,
like I'm a different breed
Bitch, [E]I a[Am]lready played with guns, so
who gon' be the first to bleed?
Bitch, I'm hard -bodied,
you gon' be the one to leave
[E]I
D off to the hood, cause I heard
[Am]Lil'
Bro got the keys
Yeah, [E]I got that h[Am]eat, but
I'll make a nigga freeze
You ain't
GDK if you ain't blowin' at the
G's
An[E]d that's [Am]facts,
ain't no whore in me, that bitch shit get you clapped
Don't play crazy,
we already turned your homie to a pack
Liquor in my system,
and I got that duce on my breath
Red bottoms on my feet, so
you better watch where you step
Only fuckin' with the gas,
middle fingers to the rest
[A]Ain't had shit just a [Am]week ago,
yeah, I had to finesse
[E]Goin'
[Am]Ramsey with the pot,
bitch, I turned to a chef
Only reason I'm on the block because
a nigga need a check
No
Nike sand pool full of money,
I'ma take a dab
These bitches be slutty and shot
right, they fuck on all the guys
Think I'm trustin' what she say,
[A]these bitches be full of [Am]lies
[A]In this pistol gon' get you
[Am]fat

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