Chrome Daytons

(oiltownmafia) Bitch i'm cruising down the boulevard sun hitting on the paint Candy apple drip man the ride looking insane Gold flakes in the clear coat shining like a saint Chrome daytons spinning slow everybody finna fade Swisher in my hand double cup in my holder Window half cracked breeze colder on my shoulder Breeze colder on my shoulder Breeze colder on my shoulder Breeze colder on my shoulder Pulled up to the spot yea they know the whip clean Trunk humming with a bass it's a ghetto symphony Homies in the cut plot ticking on the grind Another day in Hobbs it's the money on my mind Chrome daytons yea they shinning in the light (up there) Westside swinging hitting switches through the night Gold chain swinging got the city in my sight Cruising on a mission everything is alright Ay see the kinds on the block they looking at a dream A hustle and a struggle but we rolling through the scene Lil mama on the block hair slick like a queen She hop in my ride now she apart of my team Bitch i'm cruising down the boulevard sun hitting on the paint Candy apple drip man the ride looking insane Gold flakes in the clear coat shining like a saint Chrome daytons spinning slow everybody finna fade Swisher in my hand double cup in my holder Window half cracked breeze colder on my shoulder Breeze colder on my shoulder Breeze colder on my shoulder Breeze colder on my shoulder Hit the homie Memo then we slide ina blue vett Talking bout them days when the grind wasn't fun yet Now we living lavish hunnid spokes keep spinning In the city of oil where the game stay written Ay past mistakes in the rear view I ain't no looking back Life in the fast lane still dogging all the traps Money over madness but the vibe stay cool In my chrome daytons I could never ever lose (ight) Moon light reflecting of the polish spokes A oil town dream is the life we provoke Haters wanna talk but the streets It's the culture we preserve it's the life we protect