Mak11 and Kp28 - Lane Switch

We ain’t ever dealing with the fake shit
Ops in they feelings tend to hate quick
Guap to the ceiling from the basement
Can’t replace this, realest in the game bitch
Shawty bad, she dangerous
Smoking pack and pouring til no drank left
Going faster, lane switch
Don’t be capping told em boy don’t play with us
Play with us, aye
No debate
I can't listen to complaints bitch
Boy you fake
I ain't tripping when you saying shit
Want the cake
Know this business finna make me rich
Hit the bank
Get the digits, big bag bitch
Boy you lame
Get your gang up out my sight
Know my name, see my chain
Diamonds shining in the light, ah
Simple plain
Want the fame, catch a flight
With a dame, gimme brain
I been grinding all my life, ah
Imma keep on working til the gang rich
Got that weed that purp up in the tank bitch
I can see the serpents hear the snakes hiss
They geeking off a perc
And they ain’t pay attention, no
They hanging on the edge
And we gon laugh and let em fall
Quit making all them threats
You know you cap you not involved
Get paper til we dead
Pick up the racks and make the call
We aiming at your head
We pull that strap out in the mall
No games
They changing up the pace
That banger on my waist
I slayed her at my place, yeah
Dope mane
Get paid for flipping bags
They hating cuz they lame
We came up from the basement
We in first place
And y'all ain't even second
I be running third base
Shordy buss it like a weapon
I deserve the fame
On the come up it's a blessing
And I know you heard the name
I'm the one it ain't a question, ah
I ain’t never caught no body
But I ain’t scared imma pop that glocky
Haters wanna talk like walkies
See em over there they be stalking watching
I just wanna cop that Audi
Imma young player want a watch like Roddy’s
I can’t fuck with ops or thotties
I been so prepared for the top they can’t stop me
No they never stop me
Haters in the rear view
Watch them disappear
Hitting top speed
No one ever mocked me
Make em hear you
Have him appearing on the hot seat
Hop up in the box seat
Baby it's a clear view
They stopping, now they watch me
I need commas, not apostrophes
Imma get them interviews
And people wanna talk to me
Don't talk to me, ah
We ain’t ever dealing with the fake shit
Ops in they feelings tend to hate quick
Guap to the ceiling from the basement
Can’t replace this, realest in the game bitch
Shawty bad, she dangerous
Smoking pack and pouring til no drank left
Going faster, lane switch
Don’t be capping told em boy don’t play with us
Play with us, aye
We ain’t ever dealing with the fake shit
Ops in they feelings tend to hate quick
Guap to the ceiling from the basement
Can’t replace this, realest in the game bitch
Shawty bad, she dangerous
Smoking pack and pouring til no drank left
Going faster, lane switch
Don’t be capping told em boy don’t play with us
Play with us, aye

Written by:
Andrew McDonald, Kyelar Park

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