She got a private page
25 likes
The only thing she need to feel famous
She casted the net
It went down in my DM
Thirst trap
Got a arched back
2 shots and a dab
She twerking
Slow motion
Shotguns perfect
Off that lipstick
And those slanted eyes
And those short shorts
Showing off thighs
Got em
She got a man
And a girl
And a son
And a puppy
I think
True story
We was at Friday's
And her phone rang
2 times
Or 10
I was lit
F*ck it
I know it was a nigga
Probably hers
But she ordered more shots
Let's go
Talking bout she tired ol'boy
Bitch shut up
Cause I don't want to hear it
She like
LC quit playing with me
This been yours
I still fantasy about the top floor
I'm grown
I wear what I want
See who I want
F*ck who I want
You got that babe boy
Closed tab
1:20
150
That's lunch money
I got a text from O
My OG
House party in the hill
Want to roll with me
She said chill
Can you drop me off
I said what's wrong
She said Patron f*cked up her stomach
Never smoked kush
And her head hurt
Now she gotta be to work at 8
I had a feeling this cheesy bitch was a virus
A double tap
And she eyeing
Cause everything was a blessing
'Til I got a text in the middle of the highway head session
Cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
I'm cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
Pulled up to the party 'round 10
Refill
Aquemini playing
Walked in
Spotted lil mama in the 97's
Walked pass
All ass
I'ma get her
What's up G
We need ice
I got that
Quick plate
Dip but I'm right back
Bad bitch
She a night cap
Two rings
And the right slap
Yeah I might clap
Where you been LC
Nigga
I been dealing with some shit that you wouldn't even understand
Let me be
No plan
A cold ass summer
New gig
I'm going to Japan
Yeah
Thought I had Queen
She was playing
Had other man
Oh well
Blues in rubber band
Bounce
Grab another ounce
High as f*ck in first class
Under the glass
Was a number from a cougar
The stewardess
Pounce
Give her all dick
Make her push back
Ouch
She bite me
I'ma bite back
You off track
Nigga reset
We don't need that
Me too
Yeah right
F*ck that
Won't catch me in trick bag
Picture that
Paying a bitch
To f*ck and suck me all night
All she really want is likes
No
AirMax strings tucked
Code
Shot him in the head
No recovery
Code
Cold
How I like my liquor
They say I should've died
I just got bigger
Moved over east
We found that nigga
Could've shot him then but he had a child with him
What goes around comes around
The next time you 'round
You goin' eat these rounds
Clown
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
I'm cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
More focused then I ever been
The illest nigga with a pen
Spazzing on these beats
Like a schizo off his medicine
Banging on the door but the labels never let me in
So now it's f*ck a deal
I do this shit with out a helping hand.
Bricks, cars, bad bitches never been my game plan
Lil nigga reach is like a 7 foot wingspan
I might not change the game but I'm the spark that Pac was talking bout.
Now the flame is lit and not a soul goin' put this bitch out
Highly motivated never been this dedicated
In the lab like a pissed off rapper that never made it
In my bag like I owe the plug and now it's time to pay him
Studied long now it's time for graduation
I owe my success to time waisted
Spent too many years doubting me
Confidence on 1000 that's why all them niggas follow me
Not a trend setter but the flow gets wetter
Every time I bless a beat
It's murder without the ink
Cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
I'm cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
Om3ga - Cruising Lyrics
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English
She got a private page
25 likes
The only thing she need to feel famous
She casted the net
It went down in my DM
Thirst trap
Got a arched back
2 shots and a dab
She twerking
Slow motion
Shotguns perfect
Off that lipstick
And those slanted eyes
And those short shorts
Showing off thighs
Got em
She got a man
And a girl
And a son
And a puppy
I think
True story
We was at Friday's
And her phone rang
2 times
Or 10
I was lit
F*ck it
I know it was a nigga
Probably hers
But she ordered more shots
Let's go
Talking bout she tired ol'boy
Bitch shut up
Cause I don't want to hear it
She like
LC quit playing with me
This been yours
I still fantasy about the top floor
I'm grown
I wear what I want
See who I want
F*ck who I want
You got that babe boy
Closed tab
1:20
150
That's lunch money
I got a text from O
My OG
House party in the hill
Want to roll with me
She said chill
Can you drop me off
I said what's wrong
She said Patron f*cked up her stomach
Never smoked kush
And her head hurt
Now she gotta be to work at 8
I had a feeling this cheesy bitch was a virus
A double tap
And she eyeing
Cause everything was a blessing
'Til I got a text in the middle of the highway head session
Cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
I'm cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
Pulled up to the party 'round 10
Refill
Aquemini playing
Walked in
Spotted lil mama in the 97's
Walked pass
All ass
I'ma get her
What's up G
We need ice
I got that
Quick plate
Dip but I'm right back
Bad bitch
She a night cap
Two rings
And the right slap
Yeah I might clap
Where you been LC
Nigga
I been dealing with some shit that you wouldn't even understand
Let me be
No plan
A cold ass summer
New gig
I'm going to Japan
Yeah
Thought I had Queen
She was playing
Had other man
Oh well
Blues in rubber band
Bounce
Grab another ounce
High as f*ck in first class
Under the glass
Was a number from a cougar
The stewardess
Pounce
Give her all dick
Make her push back
Ouch
She bite me
I'ma bite back
You off track
Nigga reset
We don't need that
Me too
Yeah right
F*ck that
Won't catch me in trick bag
Picture that
Paying a bitch
To f*ck and suck me all night
All she really want is likes
No
AirMax strings tucked
Code
Shot him in the head
No recovery
Code
Cold
How I like my liquor
They say I should've died
I just got bigger
Moved over east
We found that nigga
Could've shot him then but he had a child with him
What goes around comes around
The next time you 'round
You goin' eat these rounds
Clown
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
I'm cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
More focused then I ever been
The illest nigga with a pen
Spazzing on these beats
Like a schizo off his medicine
Banging on the door but the labels never let me in
So now it's f*ck a deal
I do this shit with out a helping hand.
Bricks, cars, bad bitches never been my game plan
Lil nigga reach is like a 7 foot wingspan
I might not change the game but I'm the spark that Pac was talking bout.
Now the flame is lit and not a soul goin' put this bitch out
Highly motivated never been this dedicated
In the lab like a pissed off rapper that never made it
In my bag like I owe the plug and now it's time to pay him
Studied long now it's time for graduation
I owe my success to time waisted
Spent too many years doubting me
Confidence on 1000 that's why all them niggas follow me
Not a trend setter but the flow gets wetter
Every time I bless a beat
It's murder without the ink
Cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
I'm cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
25 likes
The only thing she need to feel famous
She casted the net
It went down in my DM
Thirst trap
Got a arched back
2 shots and a dab
She twerking
Slow motion
Shotguns perfect
Off that lipstick
And those slanted eyes
And those short shorts
Showing off thighs
Got em
She got a man
And a girl
And a son
And a puppy
I think
True story
We was at Friday's
And her phone rang
2 times
Or 10
I was lit
F*ck it
I know it was a nigga
Probably hers
But she ordered more shots
Let's go
Talking bout she tired ol'boy
Bitch shut up
Cause I don't want to hear it
She like
LC quit playing with me
This been yours
I still fantasy about the top floor
I'm grown
I wear what I want
See who I want
F*ck who I want
You got that babe boy
Closed tab
1:20
150
That's lunch money
I got a text from O
My OG
House party in the hill
Want to roll with me
She said chill
Can you drop me off
I said what's wrong
She said Patron f*cked up her stomach
Never smoked kush
And her head hurt
Now she gotta be to work at 8
I had a feeling this cheesy bitch was a virus
A double tap
And she eyeing
Cause everything was a blessing
'Til I got a text in the middle of the highway head session
Cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
I'm cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
Pulled up to the party 'round 10
Refill
Aquemini playing
Walked in
Spotted lil mama in the 97's
Walked pass
All ass
I'ma get her
What's up G
We need ice
I got that
Quick plate
Dip but I'm right back
Bad bitch
She a night cap
Two rings
And the right slap
Yeah I might clap
Where you been LC
Nigga
I been dealing with some shit that you wouldn't even understand
Let me be
No plan
A cold ass summer
New gig
I'm going to Japan
Yeah
Thought I had Queen
She was playing
Had other man
Oh well
Blues in rubber band
Bounce
Grab another ounce
High as f*ck in first class
Under the glass
Was a number from a cougar
The stewardess
Pounce
Give her all dick
Make her push back
Ouch
She bite me
I'ma bite back
You off track
Nigga reset
We don't need that
Me too
Yeah right
F*ck that
Won't catch me in trick bag
Picture that
Paying a bitch
To f*ck and suck me all night
All she really want is likes
No
AirMax strings tucked
Code
Shot him in the head
No recovery
Code
Cold
How I like my liquor
They say I should've died
I just got bigger
Moved over east
We found that nigga
Could've shot him then but he had a child with him
What goes around comes around
The next time you 'round
You goin' eat these rounds
Clown
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
I'm cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
More focused then I ever been
The illest nigga with a pen
Spazzing on these beats
Like a schizo off his medicine
Banging on the door but the labels never let me in
So now it's f*ck a deal
I do this shit with out a helping hand.
Bricks, cars, bad bitches never been my game plan
Lil nigga reach is like a 7 foot wingspan
I might not change the game but I'm the spark that Pac was talking bout.
Now the flame is lit and not a soul goin' put this bitch out
Highly motivated never been this dedicated
In the lab like a pissed off rapper that never made it
In my bag like I owe the plug and now it's time to pay him
Studied long now it's time for graduation
I owe my success to time waisted
Spent too many years doubting me
Confidence on 1000 that's why all them niggas follow me
Not a trend setter but the flow gets wetter
Every time I bless a beat
It's murder without the ink
Cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny
I'm cruising
Cruising
Cruising
5% tint
Can't see or breathe in this bitch
Can't parallel park my shit
No mix just Henny