Cruising Through Town

[Verse]
Dillon hit the gas, Laron got the map,
Box truck rickety, shocks gon' snap.
35 southbound, fumes and the grime,
Late-night roll, chasing nickels and dimes.
[Chorus]
Swervin’ through the streets, yeah we ridin’ real reckless,
Box truck shakin’ like it’s doin’ breakfast.
Windows down, city lights beamin’,
Dillon and Laron, keep the whole town dreaming.
[Verse 2]
License plate crusty, windshield bug-splattered,
Dreams weigh a ton, but the truck don’t matter.
Cargo in the back, stacks wrapped in sacks,
Gritty blue collars fillin’ gaps in the cracks.
[Bridge]
Runnin’ red lights, engine coughin’ and wheezin’,
Both boys laughin’, shoulder shovin’ and teasin’.
Radio static with the beat in the hum,
35 stretch, man, the night too young.
[Chorus]
Swervin’ through the streets, yeah we ridin’ real reckless,
Box truck shakin’ like it’s doin’ breakfast.
Windows down, city lights beamin’,
Dillon and Laron, keep the whole town dreaming.
[Verse 3]
Truck bed rattle, tales in the steel,
Countin’ all the potholes, every bump feel real.
Concrete jungle, but we kings of the dirt,
Laron clownin’ Dillon, grease stains on his shirt.

rap, bass-heavy, trap, male vocals