Cruising Down The 6

Lyrics

[Intro: BandGang Lonnie Bands & BandGang Biggs] Ayy, huh, huh, huh, lil' bitch, huh (808JACKBOYZ) Come on now Hey, hey, hey, huh Hey, huh Yeah Ayy Ayy (Big money BandGang) [Verse 1: BandGang Biggs & BandGang Javar] So I was cruisin' down the Six with a thick bitch She was choosin', caught her droolin' at the white sticks I ain't gon' lie, she got me foolin', drinkin' white liq' (Damn) She shake her ass, I play my music on some hype shit (On some hype shit) I told her we can hit the room and do all kind of shit This big 40 on my hip ain't got no time to slimp After we fuck, I'm gettin' up, like, bitch, I gotta dip (Gotta go) Knew she wasn't gon' be the one first time she let me hit (Yeah) Everything fun and games when you fuck with a boss I live the fast life, you better keep up or get lost Fifty feet up in the air, bitch, we can fuck in a loft Everything about me hard, I could never be soft Everything about you foreign, you ain't regular I ain't gon' lie, I'm tryna fit you in my schedule (BandGang) I fuck with you, but I can't put you on a pedistal Think I'm a ham, then you must've ate an edible (Come on now) [Verse 2: BandGang Javar & BandGang Lonnie Bands] She heard the rumors, she know gettin' sync with me is goals Them BandGang niggas rich, and take care of they hoes Why you think they on they dick when they see 'em at shows? Word is you need a bag punch, you need to fuck with Rose When you up dog shit, hoes put up with your shit Or they go back to bein' broke like my old bitch She must've got the COVID shot, now that ho sick The bitch was better anyway, that ho was just thick If I like a bitch enough, I'm playin' stepdaddy Fly your mama to Miami, bless the whole family I know you see the way your best friend look at me I'll fold 'em both like origami, shit can get nasty Arts and crafts, got 'em scissorin' (Hey) When you got to stop a paper, shit get interesting (Hey) Don't get jealous, she just visitin' (Hey) Sound like we makin' macaroni, bitch, you listenin'? [Verse 3: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Damn, how I get to waxin' that motherfucker, it get to hislin' Fire up that candle on her, and I get magicianin' I put my foot on her head, it's my position, bitch I'll make a drop with that oh yeah, get to driftenin' We got two hours left, we into Michigan (We into Michigan) Huh, hey Told that bitch when we make it back— These hundred and twenty racks, don't you mention it (Nigga) Huh, huh, huh Auntie told me crack is wack, she want her insulin (Baby want her insulin, my baby) I told her, "Damn, auntie, I hope one day you get back 'cause you the realest bitch" (My baby, she the realest) Hey, I told that bitch she a piece of art Told Vase she the motherfuckin' shit, she the Venus star Baby get to skatin' with that stick like she's Noah's Ark (Noah's Ark) I get to skatin' with that water like I'm Noah's Ark, nigga Get to skatin' in that water like I'm Noah's Ark Hey I'll break that pussy down, break it apart, huh Huh, how I tear a bitch down, then break her heart, nigga I'll build a bitch up, give her the star Yeah