Cruisin Slow, Sittin Low (feat. Le$)

[Intro: Big Pokey]
Who the thoedest who the thoedest, ain't no thoeder than me
I done made a complete turn, 360 degrees
Gauge play and killings, compressed bricks and shillings
Grind on shine on, living laid and chilling

[Verse 1: Soulzay]

I say who that, mad, who that talking down But ain't got nothing to say when I come around. I smoke killer all day and do what the fuck I want. Be the code that's out here flowin, I ain't even got a phone. Oh I'm all about paper, tryna fill up the vault. You fell off, ooh shit that ain't my fault. Spendin all of your money on hoes, clothes, and golds. With nothin stashed away, man, you dancin the fold. The game is sold, sometimes I give it out for free Only playin yourself when you think you're playin me That's just how shit be
Cruisin slow through the city, bad bitch. Ridin with me, countin hundreds and fifties. If I ever lost one, my next girl was even better. I left a lot in the past. Most that shit ain't even matter. Takin trips and buyin gifts ain't never crossed my mind I'ma throw your player out here on my grind

[Verse 2: Le$]

Shiftin and I vanish Playin the coach, I told that bitch to take advantage. Hair up in a pony, lookin like I'm speakin Spanish. Life be gettin crazy, but it's all about how you manage. Keep it smooth, I never panic, throw back jersey and a tee. Flippin round that triple D, by the bus to play with Zay. Used to be on pokey keys, used to post up at that root. And gettin tapes about that fleet. You can ask around about a milli-dollar, keep it G I ain't rushin, take my time, made my way, ain't stayin in line
Shit was dark, but now we shine, a hundred somethin, I'm reclinin Keep them carrots in my ear, never cloud you see it clear. Pockets full like they don't give a fuck what rappers they be with. Pink and green up on them vapes, sittin low you see me skate. I been gettin mine a minute, all y'all ever did was hate. Comin through in somethin tinted, you see D.O.'s on them plates. Ain't no way you keepin up, y'all need to get in better shape, nigga

[Outro: Big Pokey]
Who the thoedest who the thoedest, ain't no thoeder than me
I done made a complete turn, 360 degrees
Gauge play and killings, compressed bricks and shillings
Grind on shine on, living laid and chilling